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5d
The water was still.
How long had it been
Since the last hand
Had disturbed it?
Was it content in its
Stagnant state, or
Had it been waiting,
Imagining the day
When someone would
Come along and break
The peace people had
Assumed it to have?
Written by
Sia Harms
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