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Jul 2019
I thought it was near
The passing of this cloud. Alas
Shimmers of the sun disappear
Rain yet came ever near

Still this cloud it looms
Closer and closer I fear
Like a fat kid welling tear and
Rain yet came ever near

Darkness is now lurking here
Shadows are one with evil God
The air holds that humid stench
Too late to hide from guiltless drench
CL Fjell
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CL Fjell  23/M/Litlesotra
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