Cycle of life
Life is like rain.
It starts off as little droplets
Falling from the sky
Just as we start off as infants.
You never know where that little droplet
Is going to fall
In a puddle,
In a river,
Or in an ocean.
It could be a part of something ,
Big or small.
But all droplets have the same ending to their life,
Evaporation back into the sky.
Life is short.
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