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Some stunted departing words Conventional yet presented Like a granite tile Close at my feet You sneer somewhere in the realms of smiling Before you step the stairs Moments pass A dash of rain spurts across the glass Complicated window I know now That you curse Somewhere in the realms of whining In utter solidarity Juvenality buried amongst nostalgia accosts me I stare Somewhere in the realms of admiring My window is drying We are also dispersed Somewhere in the realms of tiring
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Apr 7, 2015
Apr 7, 2015 at 1:08 PM UTC
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Some stunted departing words Conventional yet presented Like a granite tile Close at my feet You sneer somewhere in the realms of smiling Before you step the stairs Moments pass A dash of rain spurts across the glass Complicated window I know now That you curse Somewhere in the realms of whining In utter solidarity Juvenality buried amongst nostalgia accosts me I stare Somewhere in the realms of admiring My window is drying We are also dispersed Somewhere in the realms of tiring
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Apr 7, 2015
Apr 7, 2015 at 1:08 PM UTC
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