I Will Be Within You
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It was water-now vapor,
Boiled on thought furnace,
The same water-now Ice,
Very strong—a solid,
For if evaporated—there is only movement
For if frozen—there is no movement,
Ah! The real game of virtue and vice
Let me be water, it would be so nice
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