Everybody saving heads due to rain.Animals have no shelter.They offer their animosity be washed away in rain.Raindropp is very much salty for a tongue- a taste of reality where you have to drive fists and heads clenched to keep from life being wrenched and blood drenched.Rain pirouettes with your photography of South India.I am just like the occasional car breaking revelry making here a watery sound.Birds do not drive them.Birds fly back like the car to their nests to be autumn once again.
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Everybody saving heads due to rain.Animals have no shelter.They offer their animosity be washed away in rain.Raindropp is very much salty for a tongue- a taste of reality where you have to drive fists and heads clenched to keep from life being wrenched and blood drenched.Rain pirouettes with your photography of South India.I am just like the occasional car breaking revelry making here a watery sound.Birds do not drive them.Birds fly back like the car to their nests to be autumn once again.