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Jul 8
A beam of devastation brave as an arrow
through the vibrance of my heart
through the overflow of a love that never seemed to add up
I stood feeble in the sting of her words
and sank fifty feet beneath the feel of a raw war
Mystic
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   Fawn and Bryn Kennell
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