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JOURNEY
Running along some ridges,
going under some bridges,
where the wild river runs.
Meandering around the villages,
where some old stories spun.
Splashing against the rocks,
where the mighty mountains start.
Drowning amongst the trees,
where the deep forest lies.
Melting with ocean and seas
Where its whole identity is gone...
Gone with too much of salt.
Gone with no worshippers at all.
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going under some bridges,
where the wild river runs.
Meandering around the villages,
where some old stories spun.
Splashing against the rocks,
where the mighty mountains start.
Drowning amongst the trees,
where the deep forest lies.
Melting with ocean and seas
Where its whole identity is gone...
Gone with too much of salt.
Gone with no worshippers at all.
© All Rights Reserved
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