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Sep 2016
and the blue skies turned gray
as i desperately beg you to stay.

and the memories came rushing in
how happy we've been.

and our wounds will heal.
we're happy still.

it's just that the storms hide our sun
but it's never gone
it's just hiding in the clouds
amidst our sea of doubts
still waiting for your message
EJR
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EJR  23/F/Asteroid B-612
(23/F/Asteroid B-612)   
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