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Puddle
It swells with the rain,
 My little puddle.
 Each drop jumping,
 The growing puddle’s heart beat.
 It shifts and morphs,
 Till it is a little puddle no more.
 Mud mixes in, 
 Creating patterns, faces, bodies.
 I watch my puddle,
 As it ages and changes.
 Until I too become a puddle,
 To mix wit the rest.
 This composite of puddles,
 Will not become a river.
 But will wither and dry,
 In the sun.
 To join the sky once more,
 And await the next rain.

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