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Droplets
Teardrops like raidrops,
falls, washed, drips and pops.
Droplets of stories full,
a weathering deeply soul.
Leave away drops of sorrow,
catching wakes of future glow.
As pale as moonlight shines after the sun goes down.
Sweet calmly release of badly shown.
Takes and hides all the batters of yesterday.
Tomorrow good things will come its way,
See that you have grown.


© Karl Kristoffer A. Ko