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Jun 2013
Maybe I was lost;
And maybe you were right.

But in what seemed like tragedy,
I found the sweetest light.

It tasted like wet pavement,
Just after it pours.

And hit me like sunlight;
After a rough storm.

(m.a.)
Mae Alyson
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Mae Alyson  Los Angeles, CA
(Los Angeles, CA)   
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