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Aug 2015
it's already raining hard &
my umbrella already broke &
i'm already soaked to the bone &
my shoes are already ruined so
why do i keep trying so
hard not to trip &

land in a puddle?

i guess resistance is futile
Lia
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Lia  Arizona
(Arizona)   
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   Dark soul
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