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The Holy River

A river travels in the corner of a town

Seldom visited and rarely spoken about

Neither picturesque nor explored

Those who take a dip

Portray a rare shine


They told me,

‘This is the place to wash your pain,

Your envy, greed and cruelty

Emerge to a new world of purity

The river would bury the world’s sorrows

Deep and deep inside

and rise up untarnished and pure.’