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kayaking down the pawtuxet river, i saw a bald eagle that day

Submitted: June 29, 2017

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On the river bank

there are many trees

Who whisper time

with subtle and magnified energy

 

Outside crimson water

and disipating ripples

follow the current's blazing path

 

that does not know why it flows


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