glimmer
an expense
vastness of water
boundless, glistening,
running through time
cold to the touch
quenches the thristing
dyeing the soul
a turquoise blue
sunlight streaming
through the trees,
wind blowing against
a sun-scorched face.
drowning in a high
spinning with hands outstretched
feet still rooted firmly
a legacy, that lives on
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