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AQUA
The water flows,
Through rain and lakes,
Trapped beneath desert sands,
Salinated in the ocean,
Then becomes part of the bride's tears,
As it falls back upon the ground,
Twisting its way to the sewer,
Flowing beneath the twisting city streets,
A drop of water,
Traveled the world,
More than man ever could.
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