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Jun 2013
I think of you every time I hear thunder.
I remember your fear of the trembling noise
And the discomfort it puts you in.
I remember those late night storms,
Those countless hours I spent talking with you just to make sure you were alright.
And you still don't know anything about me.
Nicole
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Nicole  27/Non-binary/Wisconsin
(27/Non-binary/Wisconsin)   
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