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Jan 2015
cruel
     confusing
rude
   how the clouds
remained
         beautiful,
how
          the ***** of a world
kept turning tricks;

How the sun
     so dreadfully
seemed to keep
         interrupting
my dread,

But,
         I kept on crying!
covering my head,
          in shame
of a promise
          not kept.
wordvango
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