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AT THE WATERS' EDGE
Soft tinkle of the stream
Took me from my doze
I cupped the precious water
Drank deeply
In its’ midst
I spied a gleam
Silvery stars
Shimmered below the waters’ surface
Such liquidity
In water
Running free
I put my face in to the stream
The stars I could see
In another world
In another dream
At the waters’ edge
Stars flowed in
Stars flowed out
Gentle tide
That took me
In liquidity
To places I could never hide
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