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"River"
Questions are asked,
answers I seek.
My mind flows,
like a babbling creek.
Floating through the knowledge,
to find the truth.
Patiently waiting in silence,
as the babbling soothes.
I wander through the night,
candle in hand.
searching for the end of this river,
where all it is is sand.
Where questions are no longer asked,
because all is known.
Where no wandering confusions,
stand alone.
I walk along this babbling creek,
that is never-ending in this mind.
I guess there are always questions,
and unknown answers to find.
