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Feb 2014
She
she took a cloud
and flew up
into space

coming down with the rain
so alone
with the stars
and the moon
and the sun

the shadows
smiled at her tears
dripping
from the gray
and wiped them
away

with the dappled sunlight
coming from between the trees
initials
and hearts
carved onto their boughs
scarred
by a dozen
foiled notions of love

felled
to become the page
she screams onto
ink and words
her only sound
pluie d'été
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pluie d'été
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