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Fountains | ||
| Fountains are splashing and jumping with glee, Glad for the day and the chance to be free, Spreading their droplets in patterns of light, Knowing that they make a beautiful sight, Leaping and laughing with nary a care, Cascading down with their pools in a stair. Fountains are happy; they never seem sad. Even on dark days their spirits are glad. May they inspire us to rivers of joy, Seeking out pleasures that will not destroy. | ||
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