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Sep 2020
Ubiquitous like the River,
Running yet stands still
From higher climbs, rapids spill
To the ocean, then sky delivered home,

Life is like the river, ubiquitous
Ride the flow and bends, hurt and mend
The dips and turns, calms and storms
The changes ever shifting, like growth,

Like you Unquenched, wanting more
To your own life, a nothing,Β Β ***** in glamor...
Never can ride the river twice
Each time it’s new and yet, in hindsight

Thirst stays the same, life like
The deeps with rogue wave Tsunami
A thing in two places at once
Life here then gone / Kamikaze

Elsewhere after / Let us run like
The River, ubiquitously.
The soul is a river, running to the deeps...
To sweet home’s perfection. Absolutely,
At peace.
Butch Decatoria
Written by
Butch Decatoria  47/M/Las Vegas, Nevada, USA
(47/M/Las Vegas, Nevada, USA)   
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     --- and Bogdan Dragos
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