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Nov 2011
With vehement force,
The white, weighty water,
Races between my thighs,
Grazing my fingertips,
Crashing into the wasted bank,
And splintered stone,
Scattered about the course,
Surging towards the fringe,
Of the river road,
My toes curl,
Latched to the rock-ridden surface,
Fighting the undertow,
As the water plunges,
Down the waterfall
Β©Nicola-Isobel H.        01.11.2011
Nicola-Isobel  H
Written by
Nicola-Isobel H  23/F/Australia
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