Where it flows.
Take blood that drips from my beating heart;
Taste the salty red substance.
Inflicted wound
Doesn't seem to heal!
Recovery
Its been an eternity
To which is really a decade
To which is really only a second.
Time presses on slowly
As I wonder where
It all flows
Some place it's out there
Ripping through the Earth's surface
Someone show me this place
To which this river flows.
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