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Drop

Drop

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I am a drop

Stuck on a glass wall

Waiting for the push, or

Waiting for my fall


I get life from rains

Sometimes less, sometimes more

I am uncountable, or

Like counts till four


I race with other

Drops, create maze

Weather is clear for me

But at times, its haze


I move on a glass wall

I leave a trail behind

Some drops follow me

Some try hard to find


When rains are heavy

I find many partners,

I enjoy, I scream

I lose my own identity and

Become a part of the stream


Sometimes no one is

Near me, alone I lie

Wait if someone can push

Me, before I die


I know I have to travel

I lose when I halt

I take all flavors of my life

With a pinch of salt


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