It can be cold, or it can be hot
For one thing, I know its a beautiful spot
I like to hear, and connect with the water
It tells me everything is going to be alright
But I decide to ignore its innocent call...
It cleanses my sins
Makes me stronger, and broader
Leaves me like the mist
But comes back the second I hear the trickling twist
For one thing, I know it is always there for me
To shield me
To protect me
But best of all, to heal me.
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