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River

Here I sit

In the y-shaped branches of the

Tree

I close my eyes

Letting the sun soak through me

Warming me

I hear the river

Chuckling over the rocky bottom

And further on

Around the corner

Roaring laughter

From the rapids

Then

The thunderous

Boom

Of the waterfall

River

Here I sit

In the y-shaped branches of the

Tree

I close my eyes

Letting the sun soak through me

Warming me

I hear the river

Chuckling over the rocky bottom

And further on

Around the corner

Roaring laughter

From the rapids

Then

The thunderous

Boom

Of the waterfall

Cal Jones  10, Seattle

 
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