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I thought there was a lesson in the river
when the current is frozen we do know
the ice just waits
I want to know what you know about age
if the years answer anything
more than the ice that thins in the spring
I want to know how long the river takes
to shape the shore where no one lives
I want to know the ice before I die
to know the shore and all that is
hidden in its reeds
tell me if you know these things
tell me about life or a fathom of ice
a story about the reeds or just the shore
Copyright 2017 John Samuel Tieman
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