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The River

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And I stop.
A river perfected by breaks aloft the river exterior.
Depthless; passing fragments.
And so the cascades fall,
Saving my desire that any can maintain.
Tap my emotion.
Affection holds.
O my fondness enchants thou.
I captivate audience.
I beguile listeners.
All onlookers demanding and lusting since I,
O river,
Consider it,
O streamlet,
Forever here, spouting away much grimy suffering to bide.
O observe!
Submerge a finger into o’ beside my brooding hearts.
Be O cautious.
Constrain companion.
Distance creature.
Scream at yourself!
O why must argument be close?
See fear go.

This poem is written with words of length equal to the digits of Pi.

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