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The Life of the Lonely Waterfall.
Lost in background of rock solid peace within.
Doing my best to be attractive, while walkerbys barely notice.
The thoughts of being independent often crossed my mind.
I stopped for a minute, all of a sudden my existence did not matter or
Completely forgotten.
Overflowed with ravishing guilt, I flooded my path.
Rushing to gush downward, my blushing sprays onward.
My beauty shines within and this I know.
From here to the very end
I will be a universal trend.
Hills, valleys, and mountains deep I will gain friends
I will no longer be discreet.
This I will proudly penned.
