slowly how the river rolls
slowly how the river rolls,like the heads of many foes,
this is how i throw my roll,
i can not see my own desire,
my soul is dim without a fire,
nothing but a live wire,
freelance and ready for hire.
run these lands without a buyer,
then you found me made me see,
i only though that i was free,
but i'm bound to the ground,
bounded to the higest mound,
you found me here and set me loose,
now i'm finally free to choose
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