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The Shower

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The trickle converged

with the drip from the faucet.

Sliding down a hill

falling from the sky.

River and rain.

Clotted roan rivulet

fire sprinkler rusting.

She was on fire like a match.

She wished she were a candle.

The water walked away.

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