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Mar 2014
The tiniest tear slid down my face last night
Tucked in with darkness
And no one had to see

It was one-fourth melancholy  
Three percent nostalgia
Two-fifths wishing
Another quarter H2O
and point-zero-seven salt

I plan on running more tests on it tomorrow,

                                                   !  Because for the life of me

? I just can't quite pin down  

                      ... Why with the sunny weather-day I had ...


There was any precipitation.
will the scientific method help?

*/fəˈnäməˌnän,-nən/
a fact or situation that is observed to exist or happen, esp. one whose cause or explanation is in question.
Zemyachis
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