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you cracked me wide open, your name is the name of the wind. carrying the distant memories, i wish i could unseen. as the passing time, my words shall not rhyme, but yet i keep you within. nor i expect of you to meet my words, to hear my shouts and i shout loud! ... as i am standing in the eye, of a raging hurricane.
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Sep 27, 2020
Sep 27, 2020 at 4:59 PM UTC
the eye of a hurricane.