I'm here in my mind, this river flows
You never know those times where it bends
It turns and falls and never truly ends
It wears away at everything around it
Leaving beauty and things never seen
Let the rain fall, and the snow melt
Watch the water rise, and play our hand delt
It seems to be something we can't live without
To open our minds and avoid the draught
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