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May 2016
Her name now
Is whispered to me by the wind
Its the air I breathe
Her pain now
Is crackling in the fire
That keeps me warm
Her love
Her joy
Her fear and her loss
Is a coin that I could never toss
Her heart now
Is played in the rhythm
Of every song I hear
Her skin now
Is the elusive cloud
I can speak to and never hold
Her hopes
Her dreams
Her blood and her tears
Are stains that can't be cleaned
Torin
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Torin  charlotte NC
(charlotte NC)   
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