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The movement of water, a trembling soul,
have never expected, but always have known.

A serene lake, ones so lively,
but the last wrinkle faded.

But his waves stand like statue,
to mark the memory of a man, a loved one.

A heart divided over those who care.
This inheritance not to be forgotten.
The movement of water, a trembling soul,   have never expected, but always have known.      A serene lake, ones so lively,   but the last wrinkle faded.      But his waves stand like statue,   to mark the memory of a man, a loved one.      A heart divided over those who care.   This inheritance not to be forgotten.