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If thoughts were weather this is what they would do :) |
| Night all Stormy Your clouds rise and move, Drifting, Swaying together, Together, holding the Future The sky takes on that smokey hue, Downpours the Rain, A slight pattering - Of Thoughts. Thoughts unleashed, They leadenly fall, Quick, Swift, Unswerving. The Wind gently, Rising and directional, Lifts and carries them - Toward the South ... by Beignet |