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Aug 2013
You blew me away on that cold November day

after you held me in your arms the night before

I was whirled about in your silent storm

after you whispered "You're safe with me."

Now here I am, the day it all began

and to you, I am nothing but

the

cold

unsettling

wind
Emma
Written by
Emma  LA
(LA)   
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