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Nov 2019
The rain amidst my window pane
there's a storm brewing within
my heavy eyes reflect upon
a moment lost
within some sort
of world of another,
a dream of another
what was never truly can be
what wasn't shall not,
for it was as it needed
Samantha Cunha
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Samantha Cunha  Los Angeles
(Los Angeles)   
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