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Sluch River

Smooth it glides upon its travel, Here a wimple, there a gleam – O the clean gravel! O the smooth stream! Sailing blossoms, silver fishes, Pave pools as clear as air – How a child wishes To live down there! We can see our coloured faces Floating on the shaken pool Down in cool places, Dim and very cool; Till a wind or water wrinkle, Dipping marten, plumping trout, Spreads in a twinkle And blots all out … © Robert Louis Stevenson

From Ihor Kozak , Ukraine

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