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Amidst the mountains and the hills, A river flows with grace and skills, Its song a melody to behold, A story of adventures untold. It starts with a trickle, a gentle sound, A newborn stream just off the ground, But as it journeys on its way, Its voice grows stronger every day. Through valleys deep and canyons wide, The river flows, a constant guide, And as it travels to the sea, Its song echoes through eternity. With each passing bend and curve, The river's song does ebb and swerve, A symphony of life and love, A gift from the heavens above. So listen closely to its tune, As it sings beneath the moon, The song of the river, pure and true, A melody that will carry you.
Amidst the mountains and the hills,
A river flows with grace and skills,
Its song a melody to behold,
A story of adventures untold.
It starts with a trickle, a gentle sound,
A newborn stream just off the ground,
But as it journeys on its way,
Its voice grows stronger every day.
Through valleys deep and canyons wide,
The river flows, a constant guide,
And as it travels to the sea,
Its song echoes through eternity.
With each passing bend and curve,
The river's song does ebb and swerve,
A symphony of life and love,
A gift from the heavens above.
So listen closely to its tune,
As it sings beneath the moon,
The song of the river, pure and true,
A melody that will carry you.
