At Dead River Poem by Justin Gildow
At Dead River
At Dead River
The ferryman waits for me
Depending on what I have
And what I can show him
Where I am going, he holds the key
Will it be to a town
Will it be to a mansion
I honestly don't know
It's all up to the ferryman
It's all up to him
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