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Crimson Winds

10/11/2014

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I see what I must do.
Be the dude who always speaks the truth.
No more lies, no more falseness.
The truth is all that can truly live.

Make room for it,
And it will be there
Like an old friend
Hi, ya miss me?
Could swear you were about to kiss me.
An old lover, truth is there.
The wind blows past
It touches your skin
"I talk to the wind."

Emanuel Caparelli

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Fawn
10/12/2014 08:56:45 am

Crimson Winds is amazing it says a lot in just a few words

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