Poems ✍️
Poems ✍️
12.12.2025
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The Blue Thread
Water flows through every land,
A silver line, a gentle hand.
It shapes the mountains, feeds the ground,
In every drop, a world is found.
We drink its gift, we breathe its air,
Yet treat it often with no care.
Today we pause and humbly say:
Protect the blue on Water Day.
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