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May 2016
He was the one person
who held storms in his fingertips,
and still touched you with the softness
of rain in springtime.
But you only felt thunder.
rained-on parade
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rained-on parade  Sheffield, England
(Sheffield, England)   
       Claire, Bleurose, ---, Brother Jimmy, --- and 37 others
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