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Where Does the River Flow by Gelissa Levielle

Where Does the River Flow

by Gelissa Levielle

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from whence cometh my help

when grey fills my mind

when my eyes lose sight

of what is, what could be.

for who is listening

to the distance which calls

out, it’s a voice not unlike my own,

who was, who could have been.

I seek a homecoming

drifting ever farther

into the grey. who

is out there which might offer rest to

a soul walking on aching feet?

from which hill

dost flow the

river styx?

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