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Fine droplets yearn in time discern Moving while script written We find beauty in forms we yearn In sweep of wind listen Our world a heart, rain is the mould Watch skies in blood towards rolled Our world, a heart Our world, a heart Clouds harbingers of lives untold
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Sep 13, 2015
Sep 13, 2015 at 12:01 PM UTC
Clouds gather
Fine droplets yearn in time discern Moving while script written We find beauty in forms we yearn In sweep of wind listen Our world a heart, rain is the mould Watch skies in blood towards rolled Our world, a heart Our world, a heart Clouds harbingers of lives untold
andrew-taylor
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Sep 13, 2015
Sep 13, 2015 at 12:01 PM UTC
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