My thought is a cloud moving in the space…….
It turns into drops which………………….,
As they fall………………………..,
Form a stream that sings………………….
Its way into the sea………………………
Then………………,
It rises as vapour into the sky………..,
That reforms into the cloud again…..,
And it’s ongoing …………..,
Without an end........,
as my thought...............................................................................
Wednesday, July 30, 2008
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Good wordssssss....
keep it up...
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