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The movement of water, a trembling soul,
have never expected, but always have known.
A serene lake, ones so lively,
but the last wrinkle faded.
But his waves stand like statue,
to mark the memory of a man, a loved one.
A heart divided over those who care.
This inheritance not to be forgotten.
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This inheritance not to be forgotten.
A heart divided over those who care.
to mark the memory of a man, a loved one.
But his waves stand like statue,
but the last wrinkle faded.
A serene lake, ones so lively,
have never expected, but always have known.
The movement of water, a trembling soul,
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