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Dec 2013
The silence just hung there.
Painful.
A broken, flickering Christmas light.
Wincing.
We can both feel the storm coming in.
Can it cut the power already?
I've forgotten how to breathe.
Written by
Tessa F  California
(California)   
432
   r, Sebastien and Chuck
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