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Apr 2014
this tornado was made of light..
it was breaking apart all the darkness.. in this shaded world
with orange skies, tornadoes of light color the black and orange
and bring forth shine..
but light is not always a sign of goodness and hope..

this dark world would seeing the end of itself..
miranda schooler
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miranda schooler  ohio
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