The sky speaks with me in its language
I have added my gladness to the red ocean of the world
The world was not changed with it.
I have added my sadness to the grey ocean of the world.
The world was not changed with it either.
The world is a huge Colored Ocean of people’s emotions.
I looked at the sky with sadness.
The sky kissed me with tender drops of the rain.
I looked at the sky with gladness.
The sky sent me a ray of the bright sun.
The sky speaks with me in its language.
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