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A poem..? Shallow words and smiles of drizzle
rushing through the air like breeze Kissable, bright enough to see, but hollow - too quick for us to act and seize Missing meaning in those wet lips Clinched to them like rain to water Take refuge ere the cause would rise above the angels who have brought her |
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