We’re swept away by the strong undertowWhen the current beckons us elsewhereWarring with ourselves and quenching spirit’s glowWe’re swept away by the strong undertowWe claim to know the river’s mysteries and rowTo picturesque shores but end up the worse for wearBecause we’re swept away by the strong undertowWhen the current beckons us elsewhere. Continue reading
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