Thursday, January 1, 2004
The Wicked Postman Comments
Rating: ★3.0
Why do you sit there on the floor so quiet and silent, tell me,
mother dear?
The rain is coming in through the open window, making you all
wet, and you don't mind it.
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7/27/2025 10:43:57 AM # 1.0.0
Great metaphor and a beautiful poem, the messages of Almighty is never understood by us in true sense and hence we keep fighting and arguing....100++++