Rivers flow
Down
Down through the bark
Rivers flow!
Serenading flow
Our rivers flow
I want to be buried in the silt that the rivers flow over
Much more comforting than my bed
My current bed
Water music
Or singing
Flowing choir
Don't forget about the mountains
They don't flow
But how could they?
How could the mountains flow?
Dreams are kind of liquid like
Yes, I'll trust that description
Trust it!
I'm sorry for this crap filler pseudo-poetry.
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