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Dec 2014
I don't want to
see the ash
trees blow
with wind that
used to touch you

or watch the
swallows'
shadow show
dipping
over blue

say exactly
how you changed me
and how I
affected you

you don't know
when
you left this life
that night
that
I was fading too
Written by
Sarah  F/Oregon
(F/Oregon)   
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