I’m trapped,
And I want to break free
From this nascent cloud that I’m held in,
But it doesn’t let me be.

I’ve longed for a while,
To be liberated,
And fall,
Just fall freely –
Feel the wind
Push me gently,
As I descend;
Watch the world
Become increasingly larger,
Even as I transcend
To the acceptance,
That I’ll soon become
In essence, nothingness.

But in having been,
I’d have made
A tiny drop of difference,
On the dry land
That receives me.

And for this –
I want to break free.

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