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Aug 2018
He was like a thunderstorm.
Not in the usual sense,
With a roaring voice or
Overwhelming showers,
But in the way a thunderstorm
Reminds you of a fireplace
And blankets and smiles.
The way a thunderstorm
Reminds you of home.
sankavi
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sankavi  17/Non-binary/canada
(17/Non-binary/canada)   
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