Storm

it was a cool night 
as many 
but without it cool 
it came with a wind 
sounding 
in genesis. 

it came 
and on it way we tears... red.
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July 9, 2009 at 9:01 AM
I was here, I read, My soul, was fed, the sorrow of the red, in the beginning, maybe the storm is winning, in the beginning? Godly love, Moses
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