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Oct 2015
The winds they whisper everything,
But tell me nothing.
Every sense I still can't feel,
is hidden in the trees.

I can't get lost in mother earth
If she spit me from her womb.
A rebel born,
In a universe with no room.

The earth herself,
The sky so unknown.
With no history of man
Has made us her home.
Just saying, this was a challenge for me to write in under five minutes. Did it in three. **** on it.
November Rain
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November Rain  The Middle of Nowhere
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