the river of life
is taking me to nowhere
i have no complaint
i am using no feet of this earth
i am sailing on its waters
the river of life is raging
and raging like a bull with its long horns and smoke on its nose
i am sitting on a raft
sleepy, very very sleepy, and i hear no more the screams of mankind.
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