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Nov 2014
I was conceived in a thunderstorm
and you had drugs in your system from birth.
Who knew two sorrowful beginnings ---

would make me love the sound of rain
and you the smoke that filled your lungs.

*A.R
AR
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AR  United Kingdom
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