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Jul 2014
my mother used to say that I
brought bad weather wherever I went.
"now, i'm not saying that it's your fault,
but every time you crave a change of pace,
the weather won't have it.
once you get comfortable somewhere,
the gods want you to stay."
it's funny, because you said the same thing
after I left. I guess my mother was right.
kaitlyn-marie
Written by
kaitlyn-marie  Nashville, TN
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