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How Contented I Am With You Being You

Idly we sat, mellow and tranquil, watching the river as it raged hurriedly by. Tufts of angry white foam dotting the blue, it crashed over boulders as if to defy our loving contentment with no reason why, oh how contented I am with you being you. Oh river, mad river, what is your haste? Wherever you’re [...]