As the water washes by,
I start to cry,
I realize,
that the water flow is just too high.
I look up and down the street,
wondering where to put my feet,
to and fro the rocks I leap,
trying to keep my mind at peace.
I look back at my home,
feeling so very alone.
The streets are flooded with rain,
and my heart aches with pain,
as my home is torn away by human vain.
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