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Water


Water. One substance with so many meanings.

It comes from the sky hard, angry, heavy, demanding attention. It floods streets, cancells football games, holds you hostage at home until it's safe to drive.

But on a different day the water pours from the sky in a different way. 

It comes lightly, lovingly, feeding the plants around you, dampening your face, dripping off of your eyelashes, reminding you of your life, future, and existence. 

Water comes from your eyes, hard, angry, heavy, demanding you to think about what caused that deep saddness.

But on a different day the water streams down your cheeks in a different way.

Water runs down your cheek, onto your smile, and drips off of your chin, It comes from happiness, it comes from a baby brother or sister being born, it comes from graduation, it comes from pure happiness. 

Water. One substance with so many meanings.

So my final message is you musn't forget the many meanings in life, for one bad day may have another side to it, but you have to appreciate, be patient, and live an awesome life.

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