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Sep 2014
Do you ever have this feeling?
One that doesn't feel right?
I woke this morning
The air was thick, as if trying to coat some secret
Even hard to breath
The ground was wet with the morning tears of the earth
This negative energy swarms me, stinging my entire body
The bus is silent
As if we were all drones, slaves to the thick air and wet earth
No smiles, no thoughts dancing in the eyes, not even a movement
The glumness I couldn't seem to grasp
Morgan B
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Morgan B
   Margaret, Zoe and Timothy
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