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You'll Never Get It If You Only Read It Once
we were like tornadoes. leaving a wreckage in our wake. loving and killing thousands. we were an unstoppable force, only perishing by our own hand, the only force strong enough to strangle us. but there is no love lost for this bygone era. with every raindrop there was a thunderstorm. summer's warm winds fuelled our flames. winter's cold chill blew us out. it is winter, i am blooming. i do not need the tornado. it was not a good look for me. lovelost, abby
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