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Water
Where water flows, I never know
From a creek that creeks and shrieks
From an ocean that looms and booms
Wild Water for me now
Chlorine free and me free
Cold shores, freezing rain, yes it’s me again
Spring emerging, sun arising, shivers declining
Monday 4th July 2022 8:54 pm
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