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Jun 2016
I have the information
I just need the space
The wave is about to crash
The cloud is about to burst
The child is about to cry
In the instant before the sound
Stepping outside the window
Risk no longer considered
Staring as if no one is there
Even if it is the love of your life
She knows
I cannot reach her like that
She knows that about me too
We're both a little older
It means we are preparing
I read the words
But it was not the language I desired
For the tongue was familiar to me
The mystery was too easily explained
As was the explanation from the fire
Who wouldn't believe nature turning on itself
But I've not seen that
And I've never seen a wave not crash
But I've seen a cloud change its mind
If only I could make up mine
Mark Lecuona
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Mark Lecuona
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