The raindrops
Each moving down of its own accord,
Now forced up by wind, so fast.
The raindrop moves up,
For it has no choice.
The story at Raindrop
Jun 2, 2008
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raison d'être (reason to exist)
my story
- aditya
- “We are what we think. All that we are arises with our thoughts. With our thoughts, we make the world.” Buddha
