River Talk

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Do the waters of the mighty Mississippi ever stop flowing? Do they pause to wonder where they are going? If they could would they tell their own story? Currents of madness sadness, wild wonder and glory? Could it be the only place they are free to stop and speak, would be a swamp, a pond or a rather small creek? And if these tales they could tell to the likes of man, would it, could it be something wonderful and grand? To really know we would surely need a translator to explain. Only one human could ever truly fathom the rivers despair and delight, that old river boat captain, Mark Twain. And now with Samuel Clemens long since gone, we may never again, fully comprehend the beauty and wonder of the mighty Mississippi's amazing song.

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