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"And so she sways,
With the ever changing wind.
The creak of collision,
Your lies grasping my truths.
Tell me how it'll feel,
If the skies were magenta,
curing the pain.
If your words no longer hung,
Like curtains of shame."

-- Sandra Esperanza

.know her


 .hear her


 .leave her


 .tell her