Warmth you give fire.
Melt me please, take me higher!
You I admire.
Air, tis you I seek.
With you, I live, move, and speak.
Life for me, the weak.
You are humble earth.
You hold such value, such worth.
Thank you for your birth.
You've just got a flow!
Fluid, wherever you go.
Water, what a show!
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Muhammad Bayazeed
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