Kind of a premonition in the last line

Who I am

I am a small droplet of rain on the roof
I am blue water welling up from Florida Springs
I am a first drink of cold water on a Florida day
I am wind that roils the waves to overflow the beach
I am breeze that ripples the seas with calm
I am the drop of sweat and blood on a victim’s face.

Mariel

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