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Tennessee River
~He pretends the river is an ocean
When one can't have the potent dose
One makes do with the diluted potion
Caught between two jagged green coasts
The murky current slowly propels his motion
If he has a good, sturdy boat
He might just last to see his ocean~
Sunday 29th March 2020 6:09 am
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