I need you.
Rainfall come.
Cistern-like, I crave you.
Created for you,
I will store you in my depths.
You are my treasure, my wisdom.
I will hide you in the secret depths.
Rainfall come.
Fill me.
Flood me.
Overflow me.
What I can’t hold, I’ll give
To the dry, dusty ground
But fill me.
Flood me.
Overflow me.
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