Calm and serene water
Not flowing nor running
But just a drop of water
Ripple takes its calmness
Perfect life as it all started
But just one wrong move
It needs whole life to prove
Once is a part not the whole
Strings attached to a kite
Flying freely as if it really is
Just one blade to cut it
Its freedom will be eternity.
A piece of paper that is clean
Nothing but white can be seen
Yet, one drop of a different color
Forever be called stained not clear.
Unspoken Words 
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