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  Dip into the creek  Water pours over me  You get cold from the glacier stream  I get warm from the volcanic spring  Water run over me  Water runs into you  You get stuck I get freed 
What is Sought   Why do we keep running? What wheel do we spin? A race in chase of nothing That none shall ever win. A life filled with fraught
Do you ever tell yourself to count you sins? To quantify your wrongs, or measure your faults?- These inevitable faults that makes us human? These inevitable faults that makes us Pressured Malleable and moldable
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