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Sep 2016
A million fireflies
Clouds glowing
Growing eyes
Feet patter
Rain meets fire
I whisper as I go
Along I stride
In fear they hide
Yelling, smelling salts
Wake up
Shake up
Stand up
Rise
Beyond the gate lies
Lies
Goodbye
I make no sense
I write
Sometimes I just put words down, even though they don't mean anything.
Robyn
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Robyn  Seattle, WA
(Seattle, WA)   
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