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Mar 2011
A river floes with fluidity.
Falling over a fault.
Seen as majestic,
known as a waterfall.
Falling into what seems,
An un-growing sea.
That is you and me.
I am the water
Falling over the thought of you.
Crashing into a pond,
Refreshing and blue.
Matthias
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