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Apr 2014
The water falls,
From the gray sky.
Pouring harder.
As the day goes on.

My body is restless,
I want to run.
To release that wolf within.
That howls so low.

The pouring rain stains,
Every ounce of ground.
They are the tears Ive shed,
For being inside to long.
Red Bergan
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Red Bergan  24/F/Anderson, SC USA
(24/F/Anderson, SC USA)   
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