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Feb 2020
You’re a force of nature. The wind had to stop and catch its breath after seeing you.

The sun has to squint in your presence.

Your voice stops the waves and sings the moon to sleep.

You tell thunder to be quiet and the skies turn blue.

Dancing with lightning and the lightning is you.
First line: 4:45 am in the middle of sleep
zxndrew
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zxndrew  22/M/Existing
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