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Jul 2016
And as the approaching storm

Was about to make landfall,

I felt no fear.


I knew far too much

Of wrath and ruin

That I, myself, had caused.

Why should anyone care

If I was no longer here?
Speaking Sorrow
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Speaking Sorrow  23/North Carolina
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