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I don't know
    What's the flow
            It seems to take me further

                   Sometimes the flow is slow
            And other times
                                                                    Fast


                     It takes me to many places
                      That I cannot describe
              Full of color
                                                                  Love

                         I wish the flow would never end
                                 But it does
Vesper
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Vesper  13/M/swimming with the fishies
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