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The River Blackwater

Soapy froth of the sea
Peaceful you lay and be.
But your waters are dark with thick mud.
Bubbles made, but they're not suds.
Why is it your waters are grim?
They cause you to drown rather than swim.
So from here I'll admire your sinister beauty,
Watching you flow and do your duty.

Odd

@Odd

Just a some what "odd" girl, living in what feels like a glass box. Hello Opuss, the savour of my sanity. my little private world amongst a life of being watched and watching.

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