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Feb 2015
Outside
I'm outside,
Away from you,
Staying here,
Unable to move.
"She hates you,"
Whispers the rain,
"I know,"
I murmur back.
When will the sun shine?
Why does the world fight me?
All I want is her.
Derek Sumner
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