That day, when, I was drenched with grief rain,
Beaten by words of sympathy and formality,
I was not weak, yet suffered with minds frailty
Perhaps, disgusted with life, even soul felt the pain,
deep in feeling and strong in shape In art textile u painted abruptly the grief
deep in feeling and strong in shape In art textile u painted abruptly the grief
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deep in feeling and strong in shape In art textile u painted abruptly the grief