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Jun 2016
You and I were a summer thunderstorm,
Tension building in the distance, then
Shattering in a crack of thunder.
Whirlwind of passion, we never could
Have lasted, but, like hell we tried. The
Storm lost its ferocity, and all that was left
Is the damage in its wake.
Mica Kluge
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Mica Kluge  22/F/Appalachia
(22/F/Appalachia)   
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