“It dropping tardily, passing the calm ambiance before, and ceasing the conversation of people on the sidewalk. It’s raining. The whole land is very tense yet it is a blessing for some. The rain hitting the ground hard, repeatedly causing pain to birch-like saplings that cover a thirsty field under a rainless sky. A distant roar could be heard after a millisecond of vivid bright light struck the earth as the sky vented his anger to unappreciated souls underneath. It’s so closed. It just another routine of life for someone but it is a new start for every greenish creatures that blanketed the earth. ”
sorry for the lateness mr Derick. I always encounter problems when signing in to blogger.
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