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Nov 2016
I rarely feel like crying
but the past two days had me dying
a little bit inside.
I let my tears fall like waterfalls
and like waterfalls,
they headed towards the nearest gathering place;
under my chin, towards my shirt.
East Wind
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   --- and Amethyst Fyre
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