And as a river runs its course,
So does the pain inside my soul.
Rushing with ungodly force,
Gushing forward with no control.
Each vein a channel like a stream
Pushing towards a bitter end.
The rocky cliffs are broken dreams,
Shattering against dangerous bends.
But rafting through the troubling stream,
With full force and deep distress,
Comes the peaceful channel, water serene;
Rewarded after the river's test.
For after battling the painful turns,
Comes deep serenity, rightfully earned.
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