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[focus, no umbrella, happiness] Wash away my troubles Wash away my pain With the rain in Shambala Wash away my sorrow Wash away my shame With the rain in Shambala [no text, no umbrella]

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Wash away my troubles Wash away my pain With the rain in Shambala Wash away my sorrow Wash away my shame With the rain in Shambala Ah ooh yeah
The rain came down in torrents, each droplet a tiny missile assaulting her senses. The salty spray of the sea mingled with the tears that streamed down her cheeks, indistinguishable in their anguish. Nature mirrored her own inner turmoil, a symphony of chaos echoing the tempestuous thoughts that consumed her.
Wash away my troubles Wash away my pain With the rain in Shambala Wash away my sorrow Wash away my shame With the rain in Shambala Ah ooh yeah
haiku high res photo by Dark Glüc It is dark today, nothing proofs I am alive, the rain is endless.
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