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 Raindrop
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clouds darken
condensation begins
losing my grip
falling
spinning
whipped slave
to the windmaster
plop!
a blue lake
subtly pushed to the edge
oh god
why can’t i cling
to cool, shallow comfort
riding the ripples
over the rim
pinballing down streams
twisting thru valleys
submerged
in a muddy river
delivered to the sea
sunshine’s my forgiver
i shall be releasedHouston, Texas ‘81

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Image -
"drops" by ©
Maria O'Brien
Empact Image - "Water Magic" by
Kevin Callahan