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Mar 2016
winds blow quietly with the whisper of your name
and the rain falls down gently to imitate your touch
but the pulling in my chest from a catalyst
just doesn't stop with this constant reminder
that i'm gone
and you're
happy
god forbid me to feel like this again and again
Sophie
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Sophie  Australia
(Australia)   
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   mark cleavenger
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