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Acqua Santa Sacred Water

they say I'm bella and alluring i am when on thin strings in night fog or in droplets in the morning grass... They say I'm wonderful, and wonderful I am, when I quench thirst of the thirsty animals of all species in lakes, streams and rivers... I've been sung by a lot of poets Beaudelaire, Rilke... watering the plants... moved thank you everyone, but I wish perpetuate the tenderness of PAULO, WHO CALLED ME SANTA! I am the water that flows to the stream from the creek to the immense river from the river to the sea! from then to heaven thus from above, reborn... !

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