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Written by Andrew
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Sunday, 06 November 2005 |
River
by Andrew
I am silent like a thought, yet loud like a scream.
I taste only fish, but wish for ocean spray.
I'm graceful like a deer, and fearce like a lion.
I hate oil and love season-ing.
I can provide a shelter, or destroy living space.
I love company, but enjoy being alone.
I am a river.
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