Poem: A River Song

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The river sings against the wind

It sings a song against the wind

It sings a song of valleys bridged

And tumultuous torrents of other haunts.

 

The forest sings against the wind

It sings a song against the wind

It sings a song of dotted hills

And baby birds of higher trees.

 

The river flows between the trees

It flows so deep into the trees

It flows within the forest green

And the two shall sing until morning light.

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