The water carries me, a gentle stream,
With currents soft and dreamy, it's my theme.
Its flow is slow, a winding course,
Through fields of green and forests dense and force.
The water's voice, a soothing sound,
Echoes through my heart, profound.
It whispers secrets, ancient and true,
Of a world beyond, both new and few.
The water's touch, a cool embrace,
Bringing life to my soul's dark place.
It quenches my thirst, a refreshing treat,
And washes away my worries, so neat.
The water's depths, a mystery deep,
A world of wonder, a world to keep.
Its secrets hidden, yet to be told,
A story waiting, yet to unfold.
The water carries me, a journey long,
Through forests, fields, and mountains strong.
It takes me places, new and old,
A journey of discovery, young and bold.
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