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May 2016
The night has so much to say,
Things that mattered, the ones that hurt,
It's funny how morning turns it all into haze,
Yet resurrected at a single embrace of the dark.
Last night's thoughts
Wanye East
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Wanye East  Rumi's Field
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   Tabitha Lee
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