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Nov 2016
Oh hunny
Don't you cry
He isn't worth the tears
That fall from your eyes

Yes he came in
A tornado of the storm
Had your heart racing
Took away your forlorn

And as the storm fades
The tornado leaves the earth
Left in your mouth
The bitterrest herbs

He truly was the storm
In the wake of sadness
But storms are not to be trusted
*they are pure madness
Karina Norris-Veirs
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Karina Norris-Veirs  Oklahoma
(Oklahoma)   
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     Valsa George, Elizabeth J and Pax
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