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Apr 2015
My heart weeps at the thought of sunshine.
While April creeps around,
my soul begins to thaw,
for rays of light cause the frozen to abate.  

This winter I thought you were my only sunshine,
But it turns out,
You weren't.
Phoebe Hynes
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Phoebe Hynes
   NvrMnd, WistfulHope and Sea
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