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The River
#WritcoPoemPrompt6
The river that flows down the hill,
Is never able to be a moment still,
The rocks and pebbles at it's edge,
Lie as steady as the dead.
Dead as the eyes and lips of the soul,
Crumbling under pressure.
Time wasted,...
The river that flows down the hill,
Is never able to be a moment still,
The rocks and pebbles at it's edge,
Lie as steady as the dead.
Dead as the eyes and lips of the soul,
Crumbling under pressure.
Time wasted,...
