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Nov 2015
The winter rolls in
Unexpected, as these changes
I may have too much of that
That of what hurts us the most

Unattached , driven away
I see nothing behind me
Dust, cloud too thick to know
The sharp sting of awakening
She raises my arms

A journey, a flight of thick air
I think you know, chaos
My heart raises,I see truth
Blood is throbbing,this rush

There's a stutter In my stride
Pausing waiting praying
We can't stop from caving
These drums pound my chest

A melody brings us to life
It fades as we do, the same
Mist falls on your face
An exchange of a wish

Do you think I can't tell.
Tahana Kinch
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Tahana Kinch  Santa Cruz California
(Santa Cruz California)   
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