Trent Kilmer

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Drops

Thats all we are.
We are drops in a bucket-
barely a dribble
a leak from a faucet, or some gardening hose.
We are beads on a rose, dew to the grass
a stream flowing under an overhead pass.
Clouds that twist and curve,
meandering eddies of intangible whorls,
ice that carves scars on the face of the world.
We are a torrent, a thunderous squall,
drops that exist only to fall.

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