With the drizzle today

I breathed wide calm

A sweet sensation like as iff

Has ran inside my vertical-am

Rough torn voices

Immicating my-self from my-own-being

Telling some stories some tales

Shadded black mere-ly tough were they

With every single drop that kissed earth 

Brought a token of love from haven

From gods and kings and queens

Of too the ones whom something they meen

Such was the shower today

Brizzles of golden tar 

Graving on our(humans) heart…Cont.,


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