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Water

cleanses my hands,
washes the land.

Flows from a river
and it waves shiver

It can wait,
and don't show up late

tear drops from the sky,
it the only thing that fall and never shy.

It live forever it cant die,
rises high at night in form of tide.

It existed before you,
and make things new.

It's reliable,
A facts that's undeniable.

Ezyfabanatu. All Rights Reserved © 10th April, 2014

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