Yes, I cry easily
Maybe there is Niagara in my eyes
That keeps flowing every time
I feel sad or happy
Maybe there is a rain cloud inside of me
Waiting for me to get angry
So it can pour with acute raindrops
And scratch my chubby cheeks
There can be an an ocean in my heart
That sends streams out to the surface of of my face
Every time I feel like I am alive
And burning salty waters are a reminder
That I am mortal and I am alive
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