I am sitting here like patience on a mountain
White clouds for wings, a shadow over mountaineers
In distant view green, grey- valleys and wastelands
The seasons mean nothing to the unmoving
The echoes can hear you, the world is so self involved,
They will no longer speak to you
Rijul Ballal 
Hi Jayman,
Love it! I’m not able to ‘like’ your stuff cause I don’t have a WordPress account, but I want you to know that I’ve subscribed and I read your content. Thank you for sharing your art with the world. Keep at it!
Have a great day!
Yours truly, Sarah
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❤ thank you Sarah! I'm so glad you liked it!
I hope you have a great day too 🙂
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