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Apr 2019
As the tide rolls in the sky fades to black
The wind picks up as the rain comes crashing down
We no longer cower in fear
This violent disturbance has been the very thing we’ve craved
Take my hand and let this disaster carry us deep into storm
Patrick Charles Sites
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Patrick Charles Sites  26/M/Pittsburgh pa
(26/M/Pittsburgh pa)   
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