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Listening to the murmur of the water

Tripping lightly over the smooth stones,

Seeing the little splashes in its voyage

Seeps weariness from my tired bones.



Spirits rise over the happy burbles

Giggling brightly from the merry stream

And rush happily along the pathway

Along green banks to my land of dreams.



There I loose my hold on reality,

I give myself permission to play.

This does wonders for my lone inner self

And I feel better throughout the day.