Water running free, after being dammed so long.
It began as just a trickle from a rocky cleft,
Finding and pushing the cracks till there was nothing left.
I want to immerse myself, let it wash over me,
See if the current moves slow, or carries me swiftly.
Unparalleled excitement, as it all rushes out,
Maybe I'll go exploring, see where it carves it's route.
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