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Feb 2017
Tomorrow the sun will rise
just as it has
Oh so many times
but the storm will run its course tonight
words as rain, more like tears of pain
and it just so happens that she just might....
*dance in the dampness of her heartstorm with delight.
I know it's not my best but oh well.
Olivia A Keaton
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Olivia A Keaton  16/F/West Virginia
(16/F/West Virginia)   
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