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Waterfall Screams

At a safe distance
She stood and watched
The waterfall pulse
With life and energy.
The spray, slipped
Around and in,
Damp inside
Drab clothes,
Isolating her
In gray mist.


Water punished
Rock and earth,
Ripping away bits.
Her body thrummed.
The power,
Insistent and restless,
Pushed branches,
Her hair and clothes.
She shivered,
Still and silent
As the Falls spoke
Her screams.

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