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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

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.



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- The Last Nomad