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I got caught in the stream. The river that wont run dry. From sunlight to moonbeam, a constant cycle until we die. No dodging,  no evasion, no escape. The river will run with me. From the source seed to deaths mouth, it carries life into the dead sea. But the sea never fills. Some souls fly to heaven whilst the rest drown. And as the souls congregate at the gates, they'll step through to fall back down, and do it all over again.
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Oct 24, 2014
Oct 24, 2014 at 2:31 PM UTC
Cycle of life
I got caught in the stream. The river that wont run dry. From sunlight to moonbeam, a constant cycle until we die. No dodging,  no evasion, no escape. The river will run with me. From the source seed to deaths mouth, it carries life into the dead sea. But the sea never fills. Some souls fly to heaven whilst the rest drown. And as the souls congregate at the gates, they'll step through to fall back down, and do it all over again.
#life #thoughts #depression #love #cycle #river
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Oct 24, 2014
Oct 24, 2014 at 2:31 PM UTC
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