I Flow River

I flow river, the river flow me.

Yet where the river meets the ocean,

My depths never flow free.

Salt-coated sweetness is what I may find,

But never - no, never - will I see,

Pure essence and gentle meek.

And when all gones become bygones,

I shall then realize, with a heavy heart

That everything in this world

Results from our existence

And to start over

Means of

Ignorant

Innocence.

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