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Jun 2014
the thunder is my cry,
the lightning, angered veins.
the tears fall from the sky,
known as summer rains.

you left me there,
frozen with a tired heart.
cold with winds high,
i watched you go,
a final
weather of goodbye.
Lunar
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Lunar  25/seaside soul
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