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Mar 2015
Bolts of life

lightning fast

Crashing down
from our past.

The memories
will always last.

The storm is rolling on.

Linking, clinging
to another

foreshadowing

the distant thunder.

raindrops beading, dropping under

what conditions spark above.

Teardrops streaking
down the face:

Wrinkling.

a steady pace.

How. when. time. place.

until our time has passed.
Chris Schleier Jr
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Chris Schleier Jr  30/M/Charlotte, NC
(30/M/Charlotte, NC)   
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