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From down the valley
In the gorge
The rippled water flows
As it rolls in it's current
And cries in it's way
It's a miracle
The memories it holds
Children laughing
Lovers kissing
But in it's own path
The stream cries
It flows on it's own
For miles and miles
One day it ceases it's sadness
When the small stream
Flows into the big river
Together they swim
On and on
The stream and the river
Together forever