river is ganga, the ultimate truth of life and death the one that flows through mahadevs jata and gets one with the bay of bengal. ganga teabout life and death. and the grants moksha.
sumedh
You flow. But you know what I think? When you flows smooth, I can see a golden film of the sunrise. When you flow rough, I see wrath. I want them both, river. I see me in you.
Swaraj Pushkar
The river flows through the city, starting off clean and reflecting the stars and trees and the depths of space. But then it reaches humanity who throw their trash in the river and release industrial waste. By the time it leaves the boundary, it is no longer a river of life but of death.
Chanpheng
a river of blood in the Holy City, red water, red fish, that is what there is a bloody river, the water will always be red
River flows through green mountains, Chico river raising the volume of the weavers in Can-eo, swirling under the bouncy metal bridge at Anabel.
river is ganga, the ultimate truth of life and death the one that flows through mahadevs jata and gets one with the bay of bengal. ganga teabout life and death. and the grants moksha.
You flow. But you know what I think? When you flows smooth, I can see a golden film of the sunrise. When you flow rough, I see wrath. I want them both, river. I see me in you.
The river flows through the city, starting off clean and reflecting the stars and trees and the depths of space. But then it reaches humanity who throw their trash in the river and release industrial waste. By the time it leaves the boundary, it is no longer a river of life but of death.
a river of blood in the Holy City, red water, red fish, that is what there is a bloody river, the water will always be red