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A Reservoir Endangered

 

Your heart is mortally wounded
little bird chirping 
little tiger roaring
little wonder you are sad
your joy eludes the firm grasp
your troubles all unmerited
and your heart is mortally wounded
little new born lamb
little baby crying
so little time is left for you
and your flaw is not your fault
your story already well known
your heart mortally wounded
no demon targets you
equally no prayers are answered
a plain tale often repeated
your beleaguered heart
so full of love

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