ONE RIVER TO THE SEA
this is a poem, Baby
not a song
you can sing it though
if you want
no birds in flight
no snap of wind
dragonfly rises in the haze
sorry, I'm blue
been
done
played out
human
through and through
rain tomorrow
the hay will smell sweet
the grass, sweeter
river will run blue-brown
I'll run too: blue-brown
carryin' all this sorrow
all the way
to the sea
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