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The Great Flood Of 1889

Stands there a smaller city upon rivers.
In the mountains there, men forged steel under a ghastly shadow.

When the rains came,
Tragedy was forewritten,
For men had declared the river a lake,
And when the rains came, the river reclaimed itself.

No barrier built knows the truth of Earth, Water and Sun.

When eyes closed and Life laid down en masse,
The city, scarred and horrified, became a dire warning -
Remembered still by my people.

When the rains come again,
Will the next river break free?

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