The Road Away

Miss you.
Should I say it,
I would only miss you more.

Yet shall I
just go,
once again . . .

Ravens on the far mountain,
And in the fields, ravens caw
While the sun sinks lower
On the western hills.

River waters flowing, tumbling
Down say “Come on, let's go
Quickly now,” and still,
And still they flow away.
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Kim Sowol
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