Genetic Makeup
Water droplets on the window
Cascading down the surface
-- on the surface level, the water shows itself but --
It doesn't know
When it will fall
When it will fail
It doesn’t understand it’s deepest desires
-- it’s makeup
- humans are made out of h20
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