I lift the world with water
Somehow like the ocean
Where sea mammels swim
How does the rain effect them?
I wonder about such things
How we love when drops fall everywhere
Do tears want to fall as well?
I don't want to.
And the bonfire is not going now
Rain would get into the fire and put it out
Singing is something that just leads me to angelic places
Not hard to imagine today.
Perhaps flowers will grow
Are growing
And the world waits
For a thousand roses.
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