Everything that’s water,
Seeks a downhill course…
Raindrops and my body
Heed the pull of Gravity’s force.
Melting in the gutter,
My raindrop friends and me…
Merge into one migration;
A churning river towards the sea.
All vegetation and societies,
Must bend to the same fate,
Time and gravity are partners,
All water must evaporate.
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