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Apr 2012
This calm, is always sweeter than the one before it.
It's voice smooth as silk, like always, but each time it is made with a finer thread than the last.
This calm is as soothing as the steady rain that interrupts a hot summer's day, and yet...thunder will come and shatter this calm, leaving me waiting for the next.
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Dylan
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