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Flicks of rain splatter on my cheek
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OBSERVATIONS... Summer storms breathe new life into the dull scenes
with it, flows in the hope of renewing myself in your heart, your eyes
and reaching out seems so much less Impossible.
love it
love it
nice.... really
nice.... really nice.
~peace~
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...and he asked her, "do you write poetry? Because I feel as if I am the ink that flows from your quill."
"No", she replied, "but I have experienced it. "