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Snow capped peaks impede the river’s watery flow. But come next spring, the birds will sing a joyous note. All those moments that torment us, the ones that chill us now Shall unfreeze, thawing more than memories we drowned. When the waters of acceptance run through valleys unbridled, We shall remember our seasons of struggle with melancholy smiles.
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Jan 22, 2022
Jan 22, 2022 at 2:27 PM UTC
A River’s Flow
Snow capped peaks impede the river’s watery flow. But come next spring, the birds will sing a joyous note. All those moments that torment us, the ones that chill us now Shall unfreeze, thawing more than memories we drowned. When the waters of acceptance run through valleys unbridled, We shall remember our seasons of struggle with melancholy smiles.
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20/M/California
Jan 22, 2022
Jan 22, 2022 at 2:27 PM UTC
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