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...whiten the green plains under ; And then again I dissolve in rain, And laugh as I pass in thunder. " I am the daughter of earth and water, And the nursling...ocean and shores — I change, but I cannot die." A further part of the apparatus for the due distribution of water is the inequalities of the earth's...

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