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Sep 2017
Close your eyes,
And listen deeply,
The wind is weeping,
As he is fading.

The memories of us,
Slowly passing by,
Leaving no trace,
Of reminiscence.

Even the wind;
It wept,
Ceased - vanished,
Forgotten yesteryear.
Jesse Jas
Written by
Jesse Jas  30/Genderqueer
(30/Genderqueer)   
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     Kelsey Chupp, Yue Wang Yitkbel and Madeon
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