A New Woman
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Runs and is not alive.
It cleans.
Refreshes.
It clenches thirst.
It keeps us alive.
It requires a small amount of plumbing.
It fills our cups.
It fills the sink.
It keeps running.
It is our friend...
It is the tap.
It cleans.
Refreshes.
It clenches thirst.
It keeps us alive.
It requires a small amount of plumbing.
It fills our cups.
It fills the sink.
It keeps running.
It is our friend...
It is the tap.
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