The sun goes down And darkness creeps in Shadows begin to dance as
One shadow slinks slowly against my face This listening poet that I
am Blending into the hues of time The sounds of the river host my
being I climb on board and hoist my sails The gentle rocking of the
waves Makes me drunk on words to come Along the wings of Sky River.
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