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Tempest

There resides in me a sadness that I cannot place, not control.
Or comprehend.
It comes and goes. The feeling.
Today, it clings to me like humidity.
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RachelRenae said…
Ick. I had the same thing yesterday.
11:33 AM
Anonymous said…
Explained very simply. There is usually tommorrow.
7:06 PM
Anonymous said…
I love this...and oddly I love this place. Its dark and comfortable. I know it isn't a place to linger but I love to be here when in comes around. Living in the moment means every moment not just the commercial candy sweet ones.
12:16 AM
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