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Archer River

It's not as good once you get there
Like dreams brought into the open,

Just red sand and a red, sluggish
River with crocs on the river bend,

But I had to wade into the water -
The Archer River in Australia,

In Far North Queensland, far, far
From a schoolboy's inky finger

On an atlas, as far as the future
Was then, now keeping a promise -

It's not as good once you get there
But you don't have to go twice.

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