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Verse The river wept, as we left But her tears were not for us. She cries not for those who leave; She cries for those who stay: The fish that live in acid rapids And the birds that prey on them; The trees that struggle to stay green Amidst all the dust and grey. The river wept, as we left But her tears were not for us. She cries not for those who leave; She cries for those who stay: The fields of plastics amidst the wheat And lands drenched in chemicals; The children who grow up in dirt Never knowing what pristine means. The river wept, as we left But her tears were not for us. She cries not for those who leave; She cries for those who stay.