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| Bridget Everett The Still WaterOn a sunny afternoon the sun beams downupon the water warming it up-
 Blow up floats sailing from end to end and side to side
 as if gliding across a sheet of ice
 
 Tiny insects pleading for their lives-
 
 Wind brings pine needles and leaves,
 landing gently on the baby blue silent water
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