like the river, i flow
tranquil and calm
skirting the turns,
skimming the rocks in my path

when the rain fills me up
i flow fast, powerful,
with a rage to progress

but when the sun bears down,
i wither, sometimes pause
languishing in my discontent,
until my thirst is quenched again


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