The river died.
They could hear the murmuring flow
quieten
as it dwindled and stood still
in vapid pools.
The river died.
They could only watch
as mourning killed the birdsong
turned verdant fields into wastelands
where hunger alone
germinated and flourished.
The river died.
They could do nothing
~ Rwits
111
They could hear the murmuring flow
quieten
as it dwindled and stood still
in vapid pools.
The river died.
They could only watch
as mourning killed the birdsong
turned verdant fields into wastelands
where hunger alone
germinated and flourished.
The river died.
They could do nothing
~ Rwits
111
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