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Poonam likens herself to rain, in this evocative poem, exclusively for Different Truths.

Like a raindrop
From the Heaven above
I was born.
 
Like a water droplet
I would be gone.
 
A visitor to this planet-
I do not want to own
Assets and relations.
 
I just want to belong
To the rivers, valleys, and hills.
 
With no name, no address, no contact number.
 
Just a light Backpack
To wander unencumbered.

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