The picture on the ripples,
Across the river,
Letting water flow,
in a stream, below...
The words were hanging in the air,
like they were dead,
Waiting for somethig,
To move them along...
It rained,pouring rain,
dissolved in air,
and took the words,
On a jollly ride,without any fare...
The words reached the image,
It danced more on the ripples,
The stream flowed faster under,
The words gained a life...
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