Once I had a dream
That was a cool stream
I touched the fresh water
As I felt the nature
The stream had its own story
Of her best days in glory
She flowed from the mountain
That gushed like a fountain
The glance of the shallow water
Adorned the beauty of the nature
She then ended up with her tales
And rushed through the valleys
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