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We wait by the water,
Our destiny before us,
Knowing the future yearns,
Like a friend that whispers,
Quiet, but loud in our ears,
"Move on, move on."

The river has become
More than the sum of it's drops,
More than what stretches before,
Change is upon us,
The moment is eternal,
With the past released
We move forward.

The Rubicon.