When the water falls from the sky, we call it rain. Some say it’s a gift, some say it’s a disaster – Some say its God’s tears; some say it’s just natural.I want to enjoy the rain like I used to. Now I can’t cause the rain drives me out from my house. Dark clouds and floods never frighten me. But it’s the people I love driven from their house that put me in misery.
May I have the power to reach up and pull ourselves to the sky. Only by then I can smile… when I see the water falling from the sky.
Ivan the Freelancer
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