River Soul

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The wind is at her heart,

People tearing her apart.

This reminiscent keeps her together,

Parting ways, kept from it forever.

Pound, kick, shin, flick,

Laugh, scream, cry, trick.

Each battle she has come upon,

The greatest wars are waging on.

Blood from her greatest enemies,

Strong, delicate, like leaves in the breeze.

Alone she is the wolf eternity,

Together, they face no uncertainty.

In two conditions, she is kept in binds,

Like a missing river, her soul is kept behind a dam, a never ending line.

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