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IT REALLY DOESN'T MATTER

She was passionate

She heard rainbows

She was sensitive

She saw the wind and spoke to it and they both sang to clouds that pretended not to notice

And then she woke up

Next to me

And soflty left the bed

I slept soundly

‘till I woke and found her shadow

by an open window

but she was gone

it was all too brief

It ‘s better that way.

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