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Jun 2011
The sun breaking down on your smile,
Tunes playing in my head,
Then your crying all the while,
And O that potent dread.
I tear for those unwanted,
By and by it’s all the same,
And all those who stay quieted,
Are threatening to douse their flame.
-Maggie Reeves


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