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The Puddle

As the afternoon sun shimmers
fading slowly in the dawn
Reminding earth of new beginnings,
A puddle from the rain;
Drips, collides
With other water droplets
Reminding us that we are mixed together
Or should be; Some refuse
Seperate, aloof,
When I look in the puddle
whilst the sun is slowly fading;
Not polluted with worries
I see who
I Really
Truly
Am.
I am me.
 
It relates well
but the timing causes confusion
when an afternoon sun shimmers
fading slowly in the dawn
and a new beginning
makes me forget the time
i see who..?
me and my imagination.
Truly
am
i am me
one.
 
It relates well
but the timing causes confusion
when an afternoon sun shimmers
fading slowly in the dawn
and a new beginning
makes me forget the time
i see who..?
me and my imagination.
Truly
am
i am me
one.
 
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