Raindrops
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Tiny, silver droplets
Bubbling up, as they hit
the paved floor
Bouncing on the sidewalk
Frolicking on the rooftop
Sometimes they knock on window
Sometimes they sing me a lullaby
Tiny, silver droplets
Falling from Heaven
Like manna for the starved soul
Kissing the trees
In a yearning for love
Softly stealing
Into the heart of the earth.
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