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The follow
So many feelings
Why do they follow?
Why can't I shake them?
Make me feel hollow.
Where do they come from ?
They come from the storm.
I hear the soundings
Of shameful surroundings
What did I do now?
I do not remember
So many feelings
Why do they follow?
Come make them leave me
Leave me alone.
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Tamie Hill
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