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Aug 2013
I've been thinking lately of how your eyes resemble the lightning that flashes outside my window on a daily bases.

And how when you're angry, your voice sounds like the pounding thunder that shakes my windows regularly.

And when you cry, how your tears look like rain falling from the heavy, grey clouds that look like they are about to break any second.

It is then that I wish I knew how to calm a storm.
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   --- and The New Kestrel
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