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Sometimes the sky was a funny kind of colour Sometimes she didn't know quite how to feel Sometimes the lilting glow of moonlight                       Answered all her questions. Sometimes she needs to feel how she felt Sometimes the rain pattered on the window Sometimes she was submerged in a tidal wave of thought                        And her questions were answered.
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Nov 22, 2015
Nov 22, 2015 at 3:42 PM UTC
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Sometimes the sky was a funny kind of colour Sometimes she didn't know quite how to feel Sometimes the lilting glow of moonlight                       Answered all her questions. Sometimes she needs to feel how she felt Sometimes the rain pattered on the window Sometimes she was submerged in a tidal wave of thought                        And her questions were answered.
A piece of prose found in an old notebook converted into poetry.
gaby-lemin
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Nov 22, 2015
Nov 22, 2015 at 3:42 PM UTC
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