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Sunset over dark waters the dings of metal quarters sounds of splash and the whip of water touching upon a lip. Water was everywhere from here, to over there, for drinking, swimming and fun or even to aid the burning sun. However not all get the privilege of water nor proper sewerage so weep not for fun lost but weep for the cost for some, fun was never had.
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May 12, 2016
May 12, 2016 at 12:07 PM UTC
Water
Sunset over dark waters the dings of metal quarters sounds of splash and the whip of water touching upon a lip. Water was everywhere from here, to over there, for drinking, swimming and fun or even to aid the burning sun. However not all get the privilege of water nor proper sewerage so weep not for fun lost but weep for the cost for some, fun was never had.
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May 12, 2016
May 12, 2016 at 12:07 PM UTC
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