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| What secrets do you hold beneath the surface of your waters? What tales untold of the fantasy world home to aliens, the dolphins, the fishes and otters? What drives you to blaze a trail winding through the jungles deep? Rushing, gushing, without fail! Winding through the jungles deep! Bridged by Noah’s grandest rainbow Red, Orange, Yellow, Green, Blue, Indigo... and Violet. Your murky waters make not for an appealing sup; Instead with mystery fills my cup. Fills it to the brim. It isn’t shallow, it isn’t grim. It’s masquerading in its depths. You’ll never know it truly. The River of Life, The River of Deaths: Wild, free, unruly! |
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