Water.
The water glistened as it ran down the stream,
It’s beauty astonishing, yet ordinary.
I slipped my hand into the stream.
It gushed past my hand, leaving ripples in the water.
Elysian Artiste
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Water.
The water glistened as it ran down the stream,
It’s beauty astonishing, yet ordinary.
I slipped my hand into the stream.
It gushed past my hand, leaving ripples in the water.
