Facing the running river
With sun setting over the horizon
Seeking the wild caress of cold breeze
Divine it may seems for a young heart
I can no longer feel the calluses in my hand
My hips is full of tension from my paddling
My life is in a deep tranquil blue ocean
Vast but willing to be ashore
I am alive I can feel my breath
I have hands, ears and nose
To feel life hardships
Alas I can say that everyday is a blessing to everyone
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