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Dec 2013 278 Views 0 comments
Thursty
It flows and falls
It rises
It brings life and hope
It crashes in violent waves with passion and purpose
It trickles and gently gives of it's self
It flows along it's way bringing nourishment
For those who have it, is is every where
For them it often is taken for granted
For others It is scares
Foe them It is more precious the gold
By now you must know of what I speak
No not water
Were did you get that?
I speak of
Love
JPowell
It rises
It brings life and hope
It crashes in violent waves with passion and purpose
It trickles and gently gives of it's self
It flows along it's way bringing nourishment
For those who have it, is is every where
For them it often is taken for granted
For others It is scares
Foe them It is more precious the gold
By now you must know of what I speak
No not water
Were did you get that?
I speak of
Love
JPowell
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Posted: Dec 2013
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