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Raindrop

Lifted into the air
Scattered through the sky
Sitting patiently
Waiting for the clouds to cry
I fall down
From which I came
The cycle continues
There is never any change for me
I will never have a family like the people below
The cycle never ends
I never die

Raindrop

Lifted into the air
Scattered through the sky
Sitting patiently
Waiting for the clouds to cry
I fall down
From which I came
The cycle continues
There is never any change for me
I will never have a family like the people below
The cycle never ends
I never die

Hannah Davis  15, Kirkland

 
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