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Sep 2013
I held you so tight, as to never let go.
Only to have you melt through my arms.
I collected you and froze you with fear,
Only to have you melt through my arms again.
So I gathered you in a bucket in hopes to keep you together,
Only to have you become an vapor and fly away.
You eventually fell back down on top of me,
Only to drench and soak me.

I stood in the sun, and let you evaporate,
Only so I could go take a shower.
MST
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MST  Leipzig
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