The naked truth
Buried under the snow
When came the summer
it started to flow
Ran across the mountains
the flow was fast
traveled through lanes
The ocean was the last
In the journey
Nobody noticed
Nobody glanced at
Many of them overlooked
Many of them trances at
But it was destined to pass
so it did
to get into mid
of a place so vast
it was ocean,its depth
which came at last
The truth is Naked now
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