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Gray Clouds

By Shraddha Arya




When the clouds look gray, It resembles bottling up for a massive downfall. Followed by the screaming agony of thunders, they can’t take this load anymore, they’re prepared for the fall & finally loses it’s ties breaks towards the ground, heavily, with earth shattering pressure, getting off it’s chest, what a good release & what a happy end!🌈with a little beam of sunshine, that sparkles everywhere.


By Shraddha Arya




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