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Sep 2018
As I sit,
I look upon the slow draw of the river
My soul is free for just a moment
As I recall past memories
of the place where I shall be put to rest
A teardrop runs slowly down my cheek
As the river continues to flow
Such as life
A moment to cherish
Written by
Yz Doo
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