Water running down,
A brown dirt alleyway.
I soak into the soil,
And rise into the stems.
I journey to the tip of a leaf,
And fall back down to the ground.
Running with the water again.
Water running down,
A brown dirt alleyway.
I soak into the soil,
And rise into the stems.
I journey to the tip of a leaf,
And fall back down to the ground.
Running with the water again.
Katie Thompson 
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