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The World is Crying.

The World is Crying. Sadness fills our streets our beautiful places it invades our innermost thoughts it soaks through our clothes it permeates our skin it floods our eyes with salty tears the warm balmy air carried that special aroma of sun-kissed bodies and laughter...

The Tears of Heaven.

    Rain tapped the windows in punishing waves as if the heavens were angry perhaps they are? It brought the coloured leaves of autumn blowing in a scurrying way, like the small hands of lost waving children, scudding like thousands of tiny moths, ginger, red and...