I am water. a giver of life. raging and powerful as a storm-filled ocean. home of the deep...where sharks linger ever moving.
I am water. calm and gentle on a cheek in a midsummer drizzle. I am water. patient and quiet, jostling through tree-filled forests, navigating what comes my way. I am water. persistent. carving valleys. forming canyons. I am water. a drip. annoying to some, pinging off the metal of a pan left in the sink. I am water. stagnate and I turn gross. boil me and I'll be gone, transforming into the wind. I am water. complex and vibrant, transparent and mysterious, a clear substance required for life.
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