Tuesday, June 30, 2009

It was........

It was a mad dream born of the sea's roar where the precious elements of life were passed on through endlessly repeating chains. From the floating bundles of rushes to the liners to port, the rivers created the cities. Rivers are the agency of nature that more than any other makes the earth usable by man. So why, in this thick yellow night, do its whispers so paralyze thee?

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