When there was love


When there was love, I saw the cloud

Clear as crystal, like the sweet spring

Leaping in joyful haste to other lands, 

Oh happy water, hissing away, joyfully

Tumbling off rocks, falling from heights

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Now I sit musing over the fast flowing stream

Two things wont ever come back, water and time! 

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