Cooling water, you quench my thirst.
Of all the drinks, I choose you first.
The global resource, continents wide,
All waters side by side.
The water in my eyes,
Give me fresh site.
The iciness, I invite.
Beautiful water I love so much.
I once wrote stories about water.
The main endings were the same.
The stories all ended happily.
To all the conflicts, there was no blame.
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