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GOD ONLY KNOWS

Time’s run never ever runs dry

The figs that bulge gently with the winds ,

And the trees that twist madly like the rainbows,

God only knows ,

Which one will wane,thrive and die .

The brooks broken by the steeps of the riverine

The sassy sea that constricts the selly sailors

And the calm coulee that harbors little fishes

God only knows

Which one will run,run dry and never run at all.

©

Sperale.

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