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nicberwong
Poems
May 2015
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and so he closed his eyes
and breathed in the storm
for which she left in his midst
her perfume and hair and all her things
And for all the destruction she wrought
that left as soon as she came
it left a mess so sweet
and he knew why storms were named after her.
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