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and so he closed his eyes and breathed in the storm for which she left in his midst her perfume and hair and all her things And for all the destruction she wrought that left as soon as she came it left a mess so sweet and he knew why storms were named after her.
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May 8, 2015
May 8, 2015 at 4:17 PM UTC
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and so he closed his eyes and breathed in the storm for which she left in his midst her perfume and hair and all her things And for all the destruction she wrought that left as soon as she came it left a mess so sweet and he knew why storms were named after her.
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May 8, 2015
May 8, 2015 at 4:17 PM UTC
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