The murmur of flowing river
on its fall becomes a roar..
But raindrops falling from cloud
sounds never so loud
making land fertile
or filling the river
And in the roar of falling river
Many untold stories of drops
erode the Earth,
make rocks roll and fall
(Like unnoticed tears of people
in falling civilization) ...
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