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Jun 2016
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I have tasted tear drops
Acid from my eyes
Streaming under muted smiles
Cutting deep into my skin
Leaving trails of sadness
Glistening reminders
Along lonely cheeks
When damp expressions
Weren’t expecting rain
Stephan
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Stephan  Camp Johnson Crossing NW
(Camp Johnson Crossing NW)   
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