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Feb 2015
I wasn't afraid of the angry skies with the whipping winds or floods of rain with the lighting or the thunder-striking and shaking

But, because everything is now a sea breeze, because everything is actually peaceful,
and thats
*terrifying
Its too good to be true, or to last
Ordinary
Written by
Ordinary  in my mind
(in my mind)   
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