seeking a new life
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Lurking in the shadows always listening to others.
Having no voice nor opinion growing up.
Again.
It came crashing down on my windowsil.
Raking, tapping, billowing.
It clouded my thoughts, yet cleared them too.
It reminded me of you.
You give me tears, you give me love, but there's more you do that lifts my heart, eve
