I wished once to be a mountain
Rivers flowing by my side
My feet resting where waters drain
Seawards, and there to meet the tide
Then, wished I to be that river
Meandering on course diverse
Heading to sea till forever
To find a better fate or worse
So, I decide to be that sea
That breaks on shores of tropic isle
My love might wade the beach of me
And feel like walking on the aisle.
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