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May 2018
The winds sing, oooo
The night purred low
slow and soaked
I heave a sign
Collecting a broken choke
And continue home
My mind like smoke
Alone
I listen to regret
Playing in my head
The world so still
The night so dead
Sings a sorrow song
To the moon
The winds sing oooo
It could be a song
Lahkeesha Ghastin
Written by
Lahkeesha Ghastin  29/F/Appleton, WI
(29/F/Appleton, WI)   
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       arizona, Surbhi Dadhich and Wordmancer
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