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Mar 2017
I sit on my bed and listen
To the rain as it beats down on my roof top
Those tiny raindrops
So powerful together
Little drops of water following their cycle
Knowing their purpose
I watch them beat the Earth that I walk upon and change it
Those little guys
They make the sky change color and make people feel their worth
Why can't I be like a raindrop
To look at my problems as though they are only an obstacle in my cycle
For people to stop underestimating me because of my size
Yes I am little
But that doesn't mean I can't make a change
I sit on my bed by the window and look out at the watery scenery
I too will be a raindrop
relish
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relish  Guyana
(Guyana)   
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