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Month: May 2016

There’s a Storm Coming

There’s a storm coming

sliding quiet

through empty air Continue reading There’s a Storm Coming

Posted on May 29, 2016Categories Dark, Poetry, Young Terrible PoemsTags American Indian, Despair, Lonely, storms

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