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Jun 2019
The raining has relented, take a second, get a breath and gasp,
Unfurl the whitened knuckles gripping tightly with a nettle's grasp,
And when the clouds are cleared, we can lie here in the wetted grass,
**** and newborn in the dew and give this life a second chance.
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TW  19/M/England
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