• tabula 9w

    My river flows so deeply
    Whether you feel the waves
    Or someone else, it will still flow
    Sometimes gently tugging pebbles from the shoreline in a teasing dance
    Sometimes crashing with the fierceness to match the raging storm above me, powerfully,
    Dangerously, to the edge...
    Mirroring strikes of lightning, echoing thunderous satisfaction, then... acquiescence
    Acquiescence is the quiet flow
    Until
    Until the next storm

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