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this is not about water
it was like a sink that was overflowing, built up and up and up.
then it was drained; the pipes rusted over; the slight drip and drip and drip.
tantalizing.
then the water rushed like geysers do, hot and momentarily solid.
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I Remember
I remember
the first time I saw it,
the sun beating down on my face.
The other kids laughing and playing to their heart's content
brings a smile to my face