Cloudy skies
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It comes washing down the mountains
Pearl drops from the sky
The smell of wet clay
And fresh brewing coffee.
When you are under the shadow of clouds,
The comfort of the rains
Gives you hope for a better tomorrow
The lake city
Long walks with lampposts Upslope and downhill. Friendly faces with umbrella heads along the way with Colorful scented candle shops. Open courtyard with eateries and trinkets, Wooden Cafes and scrumptious tibetan food, Rustic music playing along the lakeside. Slicing Fresh creamy and fluffy cakes And pouring warm simmering tea. Tranquil and deep waters ...
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