Rivers of Ink

Swiftly It goes,

Like the firm, constant wind blows
It's almost like the way water flows
Blue like the sky on a bright summer night
Rambunctious like crickets with no regard for quiet time

Everyone uses it, but no one knows
The true meaning of this gadget
And how far it can go
Really similar to a lengthy road
Swiftly it goes.






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