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May 2011
The rain
was
pounding
on my
window
spirits
begging
for an open
invitation.
welcome in
hardy
guests
welcome
welcome
but there
was
no one
there.
this is
the solid
of my
imagination
to open the door
to that
which
doesn't
wish to care.
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