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Poem: Clouds of compassion

Poem: Clouds of compassion No one has time to look at the sky To dance in the rain Kiss the moon a good night 'More' is the word The hearts cry aloud Drop it and your world's gonna be alright All are plugged-in Web-drunk day and night When dreams and crops burn ever so bright It's not gonna rain Said the crying sky Clouds of compassion just passed by Listen to the poem - The Last Nomad

When I have time by The Last Nomad

Clutter and chaos. Sounds synonymous with modern? Here's a journey about unwinding from the popular and ambitious in my new story, When I have time . Read on Instamojo: . Download for free or pay what you want. Don't forget to rate and review on Goodreads: - The Last Nomad