- A Pic of the Earth with the Rivers in her Album
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Murmur of the rolling rivers rangs in her ears
At once when she turned over the pic-leaf for the next
Fish of different hues and sizes appearing in the pic of hers
Wriggle and giggle of theirs appear as if they didn't need rest
Trees on the balnks of the rivers are making fall their leaves
They appear as a sages giving pieces of bread to their pets
Their huge branches shaking up and down with bees'hives
Indeed, these miracles are the earths ex-mates
She held her head with her hit hands
"How she has lost her mates and their bands? "
She sank deep in the thought with the question
Her face appeared annoyed and worried
She sat there with the pic with remorse for conclusion
"It is none but her own sons' deed"
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