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Jan 2017
It's nothing
Absolutely
Nothing
Like the sound of the rain falling
Like the shriek of a train passing by
Like the wind brushing against your cheek
Like the silent footsteps of a cautious child
Like the last moment I looked away
Inkveined
Written by
Inkveined  F/Within my words
(F/Within my words)   
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   Ryan Hoysan
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