

RainI am cold and selfish, I give no thought to others When I choose I flood relentlessly The ground welcomes me warmly yet the people cry out against my wrath I am not vindictive, only unwelcomed -Rain
most of the time, I fall gently on my victims. Sometimes I cry acid tears in my pain making the inhabitants of the land cry in empathy. They forget they need me. Without me they are helpless and without hope.
Now I am sunshine. The children bask in my glory. Playing in their childish innocence. Then they grow old, resenting my presence or hating my ra
keep up the good work and i hope you will post many more..
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ॐ मणि पद्मे हूँ, oṃ maṇi padme hūṃ
If you wish visit my gallery and comment...
Now to wait and see some of your work...
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I'm the sailing instructAarr, and on movie nights, I run the projectAarr: only PG nothin' Aarrr. YARRGH.
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