The river runs

The rushing
The washing away of rocks and sand
The things that hide at the bottom
The river is how life is
We are always rushing through it
We are always washing things away
We are always trying to hide things
So life might as well end in one
My shoes fill with water
The water was trying to force me down with its current
And finally
I fell asleep in the river

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Through a hard time, I\'ve decided to share my stories finally about my animals, relationships, mental health, abuse, and so many more things.