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Sep 2014
Words come quickly but softly like a stream in the mountains
Rolling and flowing but occasionally crashing into the rocks below
Each word like a drop of water
Without the rest it doesn't flow
Over time the stream shapes the mountains and once it's there it's there to stay
Adam Johnson
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