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Apr 2020
Thought I'd never see the rain-
And those cloudy shades of you all,
Weeping up the sky, tearing up in vain;
"I'm never leaving", I said as-
I left with the last drop of rain.
Sammy Fowler
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Sammy Fowler  15/F/Los Angeles
(15/F/Los Angeles)   
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