Ice and its breath

Yesterday I looked into my teacupAnd saw the oceanI drank the ocean I was the oceanBefore I was a massive blue expanse stretching into a sapphire line where the sky meets meI was a boyI was a small drop of water on the mountain peakFinding my way home

This poem is about: 
Me
Our world

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