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Water - My Source Of Peace
The deeper inside the water
It feel like out of the closure
There is silence of water
I feel I have a peace in the locker

I get out from the water
The sand is wet like a puddle
I saw and bother
These puddle looks like a hurdle.

I went back from there
but the voice of that is in my head
The lovely music and the pain I bear
I hate mud so I escape as I dread

The dress which I wear
my shoes and my hairs
looks like a horrible nightmare
I hope next time I back again here
But have to leave fast in air

The piano music played by water
The smell of that wet mud is my killer
I don't know why I am bitter
As I can't know my inner

The water is calling me
I am also missing it
Next time when I'll go to see
I play with the mud and sit

The beauty also seems there
The worse in it's near
May I turned my eyes to beauty there
And wash that mud in the fresh river

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