Dihydrogen Oxide


nature's finest gift made deemed with a scary name
some call it water
some call it aqua
some call it H2O

water a giver of life
brings death upon a soul in scarcity
a deep dark death like the dark abyss of salty water in
the vast ocean

water in the ocean is like a never-ending performance
the waves twirl and jump in soothing patterns
with each wave crest saying a friendly or angry hello

water runs down from shower heads to backs
or plunges down...
A mountain peak.

water gives me hope as a reflection of my soul

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