Cleansing by Peyton Leigh Stille

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Jul 2012

Time to dance beneath the lightning
and let the cold air wash over
let the thunder cleanse my ear drums
and the rain wash away my tears
let the storm water the greenery of Alonedom.

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Peyton Leigh Stille Minneapolis

(Minneapolis)

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