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Aug 2014
At the cold, wet swim day
The rain pours without relent
Before the sun
Defeats the clouds

Through a small break
The sun beams through
Gratefully I point my face
With eyes shut in its direction

Red hot energy
Pours bright white life into me
And spreads magical tendrils
Of life through my veins
JadedSoul
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