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It is the way they flow that really matters. Down they tumble sweeping pebbles and boulders along the way. Dust and and oil smudges wiped clean as the waves fall down like a fall. The process is quite a sight, accompanied with hiccups and snorts, but the feeling bought forth is such a relief. Like the calm bright sunshine after a heavy rainfall. Thats the power of TEARS.