drizzle [poem] 

while others play the part
of wild hurricane and torrential downpour
I become only drizzle
they tear apart the world around them
remaking it in their wake
and I just
get things a little wet
my presence passing without fanfare
this would be a depressing truth
if I cared

-poem by Larissa Lee
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