A Ripple On Water

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Good things come

Good things go

A ripple on water

That ebbs and flows

We cannot control

The ups or downs

Anymore than we can

When someone drowns

We cannot pick

The time or place

We cannot choose

To begin the race

When the clock starts

We are stuck in

This tiring cycle

That never ends

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