Water, water, every where, Nor any drop to drink…

You keep using that word. I do not think it means what you think it means.	Water conservation	grey water	LOL
Things I'll do now that he's gone	The Rime of the Ancient Mariner	January 29, 2012	gray water
Drinking enough water	Laughing at what we call cloudbursts and showers and drizzles; knowing these are not subtle enough to mean anything about what comes from the heavens	Spring water	The Restaurant at the End of the Universe
Muddy Waters	reaching for the fruit	Chimes of Freedom	My heart belongs to the rivers
My Buddha Garden	Strawberry Cordial	The First Date	Goya Guitar
I Said Coffee	we woke up to find you gone. well, said the city, we still have the river.	The Angel and the Dark River

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