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So much power yet so much weakness
So much words but so little meaning
So much wealth yet so much meekness
Dustin Dean Jul 2018
One with the swans and the wind
Is pushed over the levee, my friend
Until we meet again, faster than soon
For a spot of tea, high in the noon
As rivers cry at the dash of a dime
Indeed, we shall continue to survive
Through shared stories
Down by the riverside
Untold to those unwell
In heart, mind, and spirit
For they have catching up to do
Before they get to pet the glass goose

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