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Jul 2016
She spoke in storms,
Telling stories about places
That never existed
Except in her head.

She was a hurricane, just waiting to happen.
And I was too eager,
To explore the ruins of her mind.
Speaking Sorrow
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Speaking Sorrow  23/North Carolina
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