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I walked with the river,
In kind of a dream,
Hand in hand,
The all knowing river and me,
To the clamor of rushes,
And deeply barren trees,
A drunk making blossom,
The blush to be seen.

I told him my sorrows,
And broken down dreams,
Confessed every lie,
Replayed every scene,
He openly wept,
As he listened to me,
And then with the sun in the west,
He showed me the sea.

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