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Fingertip to misted glass
Arcing, curving out,
Then down -
One side
Then the other -
Tracing paths (so clear!)
Through fog
Meet below, a point
Which wells, and grows, 
Droplet slow, then faster falls -
Weeping heart
Fades back to mist.

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Written by TaliaRussell
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