The Water
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The water that plays with me,
How it does make me to see
A tender soul that can be
The light so blazing and free.
I squeeze joy huge as a tree,
Supple for me to feel sweet,
Ample to calm my heartbeat.
My essence well it did treat.
How well it does those things neat.
By that mood, I 'am replete.
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