MEND
Monday, January 1st, 2007
Like a sudden lightning
That strikes and disappears;
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A blinding spark that mellows
Into a dark souvenir.
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Just like rain you came swiftly
Like a thief in the night.
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Then vanished forever…
All! But puddles in sight.
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-yvetteauroredecroix’06-
