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I miss your parti-coloured waters mixing it up and tumbling through the fruit bearing gorge, a force to be reckoned with and reckon with you they did. You've middle-aged spread into a behaved oversized pond, your energy channelled to serve others, mannered and within bounds.
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Oct 4, 2013
Oct 4, 2013 at 4:33 AM UTC
Kawarau-Clutha confluence - a memory
I miss your parti-coloured waters mixing it up and tumbling through the fruit bearing gorge, a force to be reckoned with and reckon with you they did. You've middle-aged spread into a behaved oversized pond, your energy channelled to serve others, mannered and within bounds.
A dam was created in Central Otago, New Zealand to harness the power of two respected rivers - the Kawarau and the Clutha. The rivers' met, two different coloured waters, a sight treasured by locals and admired by visitors. All gone.
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Oct 4, 2013
Oct 4, 2013 at 4:33 AM UTC
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