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Down by the River, Let Us Walk by Katryn Conlin Down by the river, let us walk Hand in hand, or not; Watching the water pass us by Each one lost in thought. Over the water, silhouettes Soar against the sky Swooping above the river’s edge Hunting, ruthless eye. Under the water, fishes flash Gasping gills and mouth. Up on the surface, gather ducks Massing to fly south. Not one of these takes note of our Human feelings’ cost. Into the water, ashes cast — All that we have lost. Down by the river, let us walk Side by side, or not; Watching the water pass us by Each one lost in thought. Page 65

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