Drink
Drink
Feel the water
To the stomach
Going down
And cooling it.
It be Spring
Yet there's warmth
And there's mirth
As in summer mild and moist.
Water down rocks
Hurling
Falling
Hurling
Spring to Summer near turns
While Life's acids rises, burns
And
The Spring today shall be
Twin of summer wantonly
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