The dark clouds could no longer hold its weight and gave in pouring rain and thunder.
Good day everyone. At some point in our lives we are like the clouds containing our pain and have no recourse but to howl and cry when they become too heavy. Like rain and thunder, the stormy spates in our life will also pass. As the sun dries the rain, a new life begins just as the tears drain our pain we are born again.
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