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the river

The time now demands your death,

Yet you hold on your last breath.

Whilst the air gets fairly heavy,

You've got lost from our levy.


The pain seems like a waterfall.

The water overwhelms your head

The tides make you feel small

You can't help turning dead.


Mysery comes as a frozen shiver.

Your corpse is being borne by a river

Your eyes are closed and you don't move,

since your body got stuck in a groove.









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