Shreya Anand

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As ripples of heat rise into the air, the raindrop will slowly evaporate. But it won’t disappear. Sooner or later, that tiny, translucent bead of water will ascend back to the blue skies. Once there, it will bide its time, waiting to return to this troubled earth again … and again. Water remembers. It is humans who forget.
There Are Rivers in the Sky
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