A River Turned to Raging

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             A River Turned to Raging

 A river turned to raging, near the said words and way, of the calm unrequittting laugh of the warm, summer’s day.

near pines of old, and trustee woods, and worn, true weathered rocks, 

he raged forth on a reckless curth, his one demon a said lock.

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