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Jul 2018
I think you still got lightning in you
Since the storm of the black beacon sound
Punishing winds can be heared in your breaths
And you surely still have a flooded heart
High tides rise in you
The salt spray of waves
Goes over your eyelids
There's much to rebuild
But the harvest of your soil
I believe shall be abundant
Evgenii Lionel Balmont
Written by
Evgenii Lionel Balmont  Saint-Petersburg, Russia
(Saint-Petersburg, Russia)   
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   iixiixixvii and Keith Wilson
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