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Jul 2014
sky thundered,
wind whistling,

she missed it,
she missed life.

the sound of laughter,
screams,
cries,
whispers,

it was all people,
people who she hated,
but yet,
she missed them,
she just miss living happily.

*- n.t
nina temple
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nina temple
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