Visual Soliloquy #984 Clouds come floating into my life, no longer to carry rain or usher storm, but to add colour to my sunset sky…

Clouds come floating into my life, no longer to carry rain or usher storm, but to add color to my sunset sky.
― Rabindranath Tagore

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