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A Brook Speaks
These waters speak to me
Words of wisdom in gentle tides,
Clashing its tail unto shore,
These waters speak to me...
Spare mine ears
Despise your words
Unknown to me
For i bear not this stranger
Conversing with me.
I blame thee not
Neither me,
Naive as a child,
A slave of nature.
Forgive my tender knowledge,
I hear thee not...
Perceive with mine spirit
Nigh to thee
Words of wisdom that thou speaketh,
May it be revealed unto me
For thou remainst a brook
And i a being.
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