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Apr 12
Your plane through pink clouds,
At sunrise, my sinking heart.
Heart breaking, you, departing.
Your plane through pink clouds
Departed, and the sky
And I am empty.
S R Mats
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S R Mats  F/Houston, TX
(F/Houston, TX)   
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