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Mar 2013
On 530 Twilight
I sit here in the solitude
waiting for the night
For the moment I have found peace
in the chaos of the life
escaped from those looking for their piece

Suddenly I feel the air
blowing up through the trees
quietly stirring my hair
Takes me back to moments lost in time
reminding me of summer nights
at 401 Vine

Β©ShawnaRenea
Shawna Renea
Written by
Shawna Renea  Near Chicago
(Near Chicago)   
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