waterfall of the mind

Running through the quiet race
My thoughts fly out on their own
Must always keep steady pace
Running through the quiet race
Casting for trout by the brace
Astride flowing water’s stone
Running through the quiet race
My thoughts fly out on their own

a triolet poem

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