marți, 10 februarie 2026

river

If my imagination would be a river 
I would swim in it and somedays I would draw a finish line. 
A fish would glow inside and would travel so far that my imagination would need to stretch to catch it. 
A little rainbow would hug the river 
And I would know my imagination gives too much to too little. 

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