Pour the drying river
Over ice and
Watch it burn.
Lift your secret hiding
To an
Ever-present yearn.
Watch the pulsing sea
Under soft and
Hooded gaze.
Catch a strand of wind.
Let it
Carry you away.
Pour the drying river Over ice and Watch it burn. Lift your secret hiding To an Ever-present yearn. Watch the pulsing sea Under soft and Hooded gaze. Catch a strand of wind. Let it Carry you away. |

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-Richard Louis Zarth, III
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