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Our situation

Many dark and grey clouds Hover over our heads endlessly Like ugly monsters just to scare us By day and by night ... The high skies are not clear now Simply because they're overcrowded with Those pregnant clouds that are bringing All that is gloomy and sad ... We don't care about these hanging clouds As if nothing Happens ... We are greatly blind,deaf,and dumb About everything around ... Our situation talks about itself Through its ugly images everywhere ? We need another Noah's Ark To save us from that great flood That is approaching us now ... We are drowning clearly and No one cares ! ______________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________
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Feb 9, 2015
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