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Ripples in a Pond, a River Constantly Flowing

A crystal clear pond shimmering with innocence, the rain comes in and disrupts the pond's calm nature, for a brief moment the pond was disturbed, but what was a brief moment continues to linger, not a cloud in the sky, the rain has stopped, the pond forever altered, tears ever flowing, an innocent mind still growing, the child and the pond won't ever be the same again, the ripples will continue onward, what once was a pond is now a lake, rivers carved their way, the water flowing to the center, for better or for worse? the child is now an adult... the lake continues to expand, but somewhere in the ever expanding lake was once a pond.

A river constantly on the move, expanding it's reach as it carves a way through the world. What is the river seeking, why does it continue to flow. A determination unwavering even when it rains. No matter what obstacles that gets in the way, the river will continue to flow ever onward as it seeks its destination. The river finally found its mark, a pond in need of growth. The river has come into contact with the pond, altering  both its flow and the pond's stillness. The pond won't ever be the same, for better or for worse both have come into contact with one another. what was once a pond is now a lake, both entwined in fate.