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The river gives no one anything. It takes what the sun gives, and flows. The sands, banks, fields, cattle, and men, all partake. No questions asked, just endless bounty given. It gives until it can, takes whatever shit they return in exchange, and waits until it can give, again. It gives, because it was given. It gives, because it is necessary. It gives, because it loves, giving.

theme of upcoming poem Master. btw

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