| AQUEOUS TRANSMISSION I'm floating down a river, oars freed from their holes from long ago. Lying face up on the floor of my vessel I marvel at the stars and feel my heart overflow. Two weeks without my lover I am in this boat all alone Floating down a river named 'emotion' will I make it back to shore? Or drift into the unknown? I'm building an antenna transmissions will be sent when I'm through. Maybe we'll meet again further down the river, and share what we both discovered... then revel in the view. |
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