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May 2010
Lights in the distance,
Through the fog of darkness.
I can see her, the way she was.
With curls in her hair.
In the center of the city she is waiting.
Hopes sinking.
Tears are forming.
In the sky
I see the clouds.
Rain drops fall
Written by
Daniel august
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   Amanda
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