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#allynbrook
Oh Allyn what a state we're in. how every drip and gush is owed you. eddies rushing, overflowed with water new, are carving paths through, yearning just to wildly run the banks as you do. rolling boulders, sounding like a sunken drum too, pounding down by roiling fathoms, all as one you wait for none, and on forever you continue.
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Apr 20, 2015
Apr 20, 2015 at 9:30 AM UTC
Big river