Flood
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The water is rising in rivers
It's rushing down to gulp
The lowlands
It's in the valleys
Racing downward carrying with it
The mountains of dreams
People have left behind
All that they received
Or snatched from life
For the water is hungry
The water is angry
And hunger or anger
Neither waits nor thinks.
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