I've cried you a river.
Now, my eyes have run dry.
Where you see a wasteland,
I see a Wonderland!
I'm charging forwards, at
Unimaginable speeds.
Over sharp, jagged rocks
And past the trees!
I am Powering through!
Never slowing down,
Nor, do I ever want to.
I, am the rapids that rush.
My hair one of fabulous
White frothy foam.
Until I have reached my final
Destination, when at last I am
Reunited with the ocean.
That is when I know, I am
Home.
- Alexandra Pierotti.
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