The Midnight River Flows

its currents never repeating. Time’s hours rush, the minutes never replaying. It’s difficult to swim time and the midnight river when considering the heart’s sudden storms. Sweet uplift before the riptide’s downshift. A life and love can pass faster than the river’s flow. Let’s swim the midnight river, so close, yet so far from home.

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