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SEVENTY
thunder in this heart of mine










And maybe we are being
written in the same storybook.
Maybe our veins are overlapping.
Is that why I can feel the thunder
clashing under my flesh?
There is a roar in your heart; it's in mine, too.
We're bleeding the same letters.
Are you writing the same tragedy
that's dripping from my lips?







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May

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