A mere dropp of rain falling towards an ocean a world it's size.
How lonely it falls,
unknowing of the worth in it's weight.
Watching it's peers glisten big and proud.
The other's are happier than I.
They joy too loud.
Do they not fear to die?
Without a standing ovation from the sky?
I wish I'd been born a snowflake.
I would have beauty and pride,
and my own unique design.
Life would be sublime,
but I'm only me,
a little dot on no one's mind.
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