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May 2014
once upon a time
an old woman
a young girl
and asked her
if she wanted to know
what was going to happen

how do you tell
asked the young girl
who had eyes
the colour of rain

the old woman
lifted up the young girl's fingers
to trace her smile
i read about you
she said
her voice

a feather fell in the young girl's
raven hair
and the old woman
picked it up
and put it in her own

who wrote about me
asked the blind girl
without realizing
what the old woman
had just done

the old woman
kissed her smooth cheek
clouds forming
in her eyes
and left
with all of
her uncertainty
pluie d'été
Written by
pluie d'été
   Tomas Denson and ---
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