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The raindrop 
A raindrop mirrors the world around While falling from sky Then is sucked by the ground Without knowing what it's all about
And yet, while dropping, she looks around and gets glimpses of everything: cats, flowers bees buzzing by her and wonders why she can't grasp that fly or smell that rose or hear that song long enough to understand what it's all about just because she keeps on falling and falling and, stupid as it seems, she's in a hurry to hit the target and has no time to realize whether she likes running or she'd rather stop but it's a one-way ride no return ticket only one final stop |
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