I lived like water
shaped by the containers
that hold me
sometimes cooled
sometimes frozen
sometimes hot
now i want to boil
i want to spread
i want to be a cloud
i want to rain
i want to flow
i want to be the ocean
i have no end
i have no choice either
i am the water!
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Excellent poem 5 Stars full. Beautifully worded and so honest!