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Jan 2015
We float this concrete river
as trees go about their day around us
Visitors, we are just passing through
to nowhere in particular.
What we seek we may never find
or even recognize.
Still, we paddle on,
subconscious cartographers exploring
every fork we come across
finding our way home.
Written by
Ethan Christopher  McKenzie, TN
(McKenzie, TN)   
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