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May 2013
I am starring blankly at the water;
the gentle ripples gracing against the surface.
Sunlight illuminating the river,
making it glow like
a child's face on Christmas morning.
It is beautiful and calm;
filling me with tranquility.
I came here to try to
remember you
and try to forget that you are gone
The river is not only passing over my feet
   but is flowing through my eyes.
Written by
Ashlea Burke
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