a river flies swiftly off my eyes
but I'm here and the wind is humid
all I see is the waterfall off rocks
my river is constant
and the caps of white breathe
with all the peace of potent sunshine
driving me to revisit this river
always a mix of creation
like the wet mud on my feet
and this curiosity over many details
the air is rich of oxygen
and I breathe with the river
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