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Liquids

Thoughts On The Water Cycle (Photo by Nick Nice on Unsplash)

Liquids

Collect yourself
   and drip down the purest parts of you.

My cup runneth over
   blessing the earth.

The sweetest gifts are stolen by the sun.

   You run,
      but you'll float my way someday.
         You’ll float my way someday.

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