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Sep 2013
Banging on my door.
Knocking on my window.
Oh, wind.
Just go away.

But sometimes,
I would like you stay.
Maybe till summer's day.
Because of the typhoon there's been strong winds... I wish we had winds like that in summer...
Marie Ellen Grace
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Marie Ellen Grace  The Philippines
(The Philippines)   
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