Do Not Stay On The Deepest Part Of The River
lest you get drowned
or be taken hostage by the
monster
join with us
friends of the shallow waters
we are wading
and laughing and
filtering colors
on the prism
we are kids on the shallow waters
our chins on the stone
our minds still dreaming
poem by Ric S. Bastasa

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