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I feel the need to write
with my head
I feel the need to catch
the words that come flying
across the wind
before they leave me
for another drifter
Rain pours softly
like a song from a past
I could not remember
Sad thoughts come running
through my hands, into thin paper
And I forget to breathe when
tears fail to leave my eyes.
Words come to me [...]

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