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Today the clouds spoke of desperation,
the greater search of the beings beneath
Not every drop is meant for flow
To some trapped in crystaline glitter!
others move in impeccable ocean.
There is light with passion and wind
beyond that are the roots of life
extending and capturing towards you
A multiplicity thats even beyond
What else to do than to rise and evaporate
To appreaciate this exactness of overwhelming flow.