Rage
The river knew no other course. It caressed rocks and was turned back on itself. It waited for the rain and flung itself against the shores, thinking only of escape, it gathered itself from the sky. And slipped downstream alternately angry and calm.-Lantz Pierre
The river knew no other course. It caressed rocks and was turned back on itself. It waited for the rain and flung itself against the shores, thinking only of escape, it gathered itself from the sky. And slipped downstream alternately angry and calm.-Lantz Pierre
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