Weather Report
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Weather Report
Cloudy
Rainy
Bloody wet
Winds and lust
Hanging on, even the dust
Limbs fall
Baby’s crawl
Storms rage inside my head
Oceans calm breeze arrives
To find me dead
Jour de la météo
Caché sous
La mort par le métro
Copyright © Arthur Vaso | Year Posted 2016
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