StormA Poem by Susanna FStorm's coming Sky of blue and black Misty rain grows cold I knew I was falling. I'm washed away.
Beyond beyond, where Clouds move like the sea I lie always watching The storm pass. I'm washed away.
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Added on January 2, 2009 Last Updated on November 3, 2011 |

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