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Whispers in the sky,
Dreams painted in soft white hues,
Nature's fleeting art.
Inspired by Nancy Maine - Cloud Dance
https://hellopoetry.com/poem/4968102/cloud-dance/
 May 9 Vianne Lior
nivek
the ship sails on
the invitation to come aboard
-to all
Sooo...
I'm from a state known for poverty,
But I'm not poor.
From a state labeled illiterate,
But my thoughts write their own destiny.
From a state whispered about its crime,
But my hands are clean.
From a state called the land of labor,
But my dreams reach high.

Yes, the facts might echo in statistics,
But remember, numbers can't define every soul.
Not every leaf mirrors the tree,
Not every life reflects the label.

I'm just a human,
Not a stereotype.
So please,
Look beyond what you think you know.
Okay!! So I'm from Bihar a state in India which is very poor and undeveloped and I'm always bullied for being what I'm yes all the facts about my state are true i also agree but it is not applicable for everyone.. so please see me an Indian more like a human rather than a Bihari.
Stop being racist towards your own people..
Just treat everyone respectfully no matter from which state they belong to.
Snow on Mount Fuji
fleet of white birds fly over
dawn has not broken
what small thing
touched you yesterday,
touched your heart.

among the larger issues,
outstanding nonsense,
did some thing
stop you in your tracks
to wonder.

one small thing.

did you too
forget richard parker ?
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