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River of Hope

Writer's picture: Eva TortoraEva Tortora

Today I turned into gold

A love, a sort of sweet smoke


Right at the end of my rope

I found a hole in a river of hope


I swam until I caught myself

Til I turned to stone to someone else


Fading like time sitting on a shelf

Comedy improv instead of hell


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