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Rolling River
Days of long ago
with trees, that did
surround me I,
used to lie
by the river
bank, dreaming
dreams of places
I would go.
Seeing this rolling
river flowing by
me so swiftly
to lands I would
someday venture to,
only a dream
it became, only
memories in my
heart do I cleft.
poem
by
Jim Foulk
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