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Feb 2016
A river's course, a water's flow,
Slow, then fast, never ceasing -
Time soothes, heals, lets you grow,
Warms you up, keeps you believing.

Another day it rips, it tears,
Soft yet vicious, teeth bared -
Draws blood, and lets out fears.

Time is less than a friend.
Adrija
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Adrija  New Zealand
(New Zealand)   
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