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Dec 2014
The sun doesn't need to shine
Its rays don't need to glow
I'll be locked in my room anyway
Sitting at the window
Watching the clouds gather
The first drop hits the ground
Does it even matter?
Look,
It's starting to pour now
The drops crash down
And my window pane is soaked
The earth fades to a muddy brown
Where did the sun,
And the happiness go?
Eleanor Sinclair
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Eleanor Sinclair  24/F/The Enterprise
(24/F/The Enterprise)   
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