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Jun 2018
you make me want to write in the rain
to see beads of water blur the ink on my page
drowning my words and silencing my lips

you make me want to dance through a storm
to feel those cold droplets engulf my skin

                                                                         and cleanse me of you.


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Bee
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Bee  18/F/in a garden
(18/F/in a garden)   
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