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That's how I'd like to go...
A chipped, stained mug intertwined in her frail hands
While she listened to rain, weak and steady like her heart
Maybe when the sun came and smiled down
It'd take pity on a shaky soul
And she'd evaporate like a puddle
When Your Life Settles Down
come visit again, whenever you can. I will watch for your work - Stella
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Nice way to get misty'
"Deepinyourdreams"