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Sunday, July 6, 2014
Pass
The coldest of the winter is here
but i saw a glimpse
of the summer to come.
It's chilly and icy here
but the thought of you
warms me up.
Makes me think
of what's jet to come,
that all will pass,
and i thirst
the littlest moment of calm.
11.04.2014
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