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Two Songs of the River by Gregory Orr;
“My wounds close
as soon as they open.
I eat, but
I’m not hungry.”
or
The River’s Secret by Frances A. Fuller;
“And still she mourned, and still the sullen river
Rolled onward, without heeding her complain–
The cold, dark, ruthless, unrelenting river,
Whose bosom held the mystery of her pain.”