River-Girl
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River-girl under the rain-shadow
Overflowing turbulent....
A boat made of words, not decorated
Would you allow me to float
And it be crossed and recrossed.
Even after the sunset.
Promise I would not compose no more poem.
My floating boat would be the last composition.
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