in an ever developing ocean,
wondering
how to make even the
slightest of ripples
or how to be told apart
from other drops.
Not by culture
by faith
by colour
by DNA
or whether I like
marmite or not
but by passions.
What makes me different?
Am I different?
Perhaps, like finger prints
and snow flakes
It doesn't matter.
Despite little differences
close up.
From far away everything
appears the same.
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