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Rivers Running Black

A white lily floating down the river Styx. Untouched by detestation. Is she my hope? my warmth? my salvation? Or is she something else, Meant to drag me under? Plunge me into Cocytus, my flowing lamentation?

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bc-durden

American

Published: Jul 26, 2011
LinesWords: 1236

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