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Mar 20
Clouds gather, whispering pain,
The sky breaks open, drowns in rain.
A storm that speaks what I can’t say,
Lost in echoes, washed away.

A mind too heavy, a heart too fast,
Chasing shadows of the past.
No rest, no air, no space to be,
Just tears and rain—and only me
1ocz
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