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She
A sweetly-scented, earthy rain-storm,
she came to me,
thunderously raging with raw emotion,
she came to me,
drenched in the essence of truth,
she came to me,
she touched a chord deep inside,
she strummed away all emptiness,
she came to me,
once...
she comes to me,
still...
a gentle presence filling my life,
she comes to me,
still,
a healing spirit soothing all inner strife.
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