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The River That Runs Dry
shall you worry about the
river that runs dry?
when the fish all die
when the moss all turn to
only nothing but
dry green patches of the
past?
do not fret neither
shall you worry
from the sands too shall
rise another city
poem
by
Ric S. Bastasa
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