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Aug 2015
the thunder in the distance echoes throughout the house
the trees dance in the wind
the raindrops pitter, patter quietly outside
while i lie in bed, curled up in the blankets,
staring out the window, unsure of what i was hoping to see

you always loved the rain
you always told me you'd dreamed of kissing someone in it
how unfortunate it is that i will never be that person
18th of august, 2015
"the world taught me angst when i deserved joy."
silas
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silas  21/M/lost in the dream
(21/M/lost in the dream)   
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