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Archer River

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

Just 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
From a schoolboy's inky finger

On an atlas, as far as the future
Was then, now keeping my promise.

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

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