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        The truth
        My name is not Ruth (definitely not, Ruths are full of kindness I have met a few)
        I look in the mirror
        And what do I see
        This face staring back at me,
        My face is not really me.
        What’s behind those eyes of steel
        Memories? Of a far distant past
        Wanting to forget, yet remembering still.
        The water continues to flow,
        never-ending cycles of life
        people live, people die
        I am in this cycle, I can’t escape
        but the water lives, will never die.
        When all the while
        My thirst cannot be quenched.
        Flow river flow.

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