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The tears that we deliver, forever remind me of rivers At first just small drops, often on cold mountaintops. They start to chase down a dream... Desegregating to meet, Piece by piece. One would find that we, meandering along, occasionally meeting rocks while dancing around blockades, & often with unintended driftwood. Eventually culmination gets them to oceans and seas, but they had to figure their way. All of that breaking down & meandering had an end-to-meet- but the journey had to be made before it could be reached.
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Jul 1, 2017
Jul 1, 2017 at 7:10 AM UTC
...Rivers...
The tears that we deliver, forever remind me of rivers At first just small drops, often on cold mountaintops. They start to chase down a dream... Desegregating to meet, Piece by piece. One would find that we, meandering along, occasionally meeting rocks while dancing around blockades, & often with unintended driftwood. Eventually culmination gets them to oceans and seas, but they had to figure their way. All of that breaking down & meandering had an end-to-meet- but the journey had to be made before it could be reached.
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Jul 1, 2017
Jul 1, 2017 at 7:10 AM UTC
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