The world as I saw it

The original pitter and patter of rain on the window sill.

But that doesn’t matter…

Life is a soul, the fall of a single drop

Will not send ripples of abstract democracy into the eyes of a child.

A tear falls onto the baby blue ocean and a tsunami sings

Making the world cry for company.

 

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