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Sep 2014
There's a storm brewing inside my chest whenever you're around.
Waves collapse onto the walls of my stomach when you touch me.
I know you can hear the thunder when you hug me,
I know you can taste the fresh rain on my lips when you kiss me.

I want you to feel my lightning.
Tree
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Tree  NJ
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