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Recedingâthe feeding pools, the reservoir of a dying world.
Where we once gathered, take a drink of nothingness.
This is all we have left to fight forâthe drying hole you see below.
When the final foe has fallen, will it hasten back the flow?
Where will I go when the river runs dry?
Not a drop falls from the sky.
I gaze upon this baking clay.
And all is lost in the fray.
The fires burn âround the eddy;
the evidence of what this thirst has made in me.
Lost in battleâthose once called friends.
The waters fallow, the drought descends.
The crows circle, waiting over head
to eat the offal of the fallen dead.
Dry throat crying for a final sip.
Raspy moan escapes from parched lips.
We lost the love that kept life in these lands.
The drying Earth falls through my hands.
Everything dry.
Now you know
Now you know why.
Where will I go when the river runs dry?
Not a drop fall from the sky.
I miss the sound of running water.
I feel the sand running through my veins.
I miss the sound of running water.
I feel the sand that's coursing through my veins.
I miss the laughter of another.
I seek forgiveness from the oneâs Iâve blamed.
What remains?
And nothing now can bring back the rain.
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- Shades of Grey by M. V.