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Black Water
Flowing and bubbling, streams of black water. The elixir of life, the blood of the dragon. Pumping and drilling, the only way to feed. Tearing and mining, curbing our own need. Black smoke billows, black liquid burns. Machines keep on going, the power our nations yearns. Black water, black water, thou sources are rare. But I'm a common boy, why should I care?
Published 2nd May 2012
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