I'm a drop.
I slide through every crack.
But your hand is big enough,
That I fall in a crease,
And there I remain.
I slide through every crack.
But your hand is big enough,
That I fall in a crease,
And there I remain.
I was speaking with a friend who is returning to their art of painting, and as they shared some of their pieces with me, I recognized it as ...
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