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May 2013
"I loved the rain today.

But say,
my love,
how come I am still wet and have not put my clothes outside
to dry?"

I am not telling you about tomorrow
I am not telling you about today
I am revealing what is in your face already

and forever

and away.
Me
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Me  Here and Now
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