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Being a Raindrop
I float through the air, amazed at how cool I am feeling Landing on the top of an oak. She lets me slide through her trees. I ooze under a couple of ants, who give me barely a glance. I am from heaven, I want to say, but that might be arrogant. So I keep oozing, without a word, silent, and steady. Another raindrop splashes on my face. What the heck! Now I do not know where I end and she begins. She smirks and laughs. If there is one thing I do not like it is …. Bam! We are assaulted with ten more raindrops. What the heck! I had no idea this could happen. CRACK! Zeus is driving a chariot through the sky apparently. The sky gets dark. I am sloshed down the tree, landing on the ground. Still unsure whether I am still me, or just a part of them. I am Delaware, another raindrop tells me. She asks what has happened. I have no idea. Even if I knew in another incarnation, I do not have words now. I am a cold, wet, unhappy raindrop, oozing into a slithery mud puddle. A fat ugly worm begins rolling into me. Making my day even less perfect.
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