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Nov 2016
My heart used to grow
With beautiful flowers.
Now my heart grows
With thunder and rain.
I thought you were
The gardener,
But you ended up
Being the thunder-maker.
Karah Wilson
Written by
Karah Wilson  Alabama
(Alabama)   
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