The river was flowing in mundane silence accepting whatever had come its way,
Until the willow tree grown in the midst of it,
The river finally came from its solitude while finding a company,
The willow too had looked in a same way towards the river though it took a little while,
There were lots of birds were out there who seek shelter over the willow,
Until a bird came over and created many Nests over it,
As the time passed by the willow and bird got closer and the distance between river and willow became farther,
River thought no one could split it from willow but eventually it found itself mistaken and eventually again learnt to live the way she was living.
While leaving all the hopes far behind.
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