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The way the blue-ish brown water flows.
Where this thrashing wet monster will go.
It started off small, just a hole in the ground,
the water began to fall.
Drop by drop,
a puddle was soon to be found…
Every animal near and far was drawn to it’s sounds,
the way the water flows when no human is around.
- emriyus. October 2020
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