.She died during a thunderstorm, on the darkest morning in years, and I was ruined and undone and left raining like a leaf. It was fourteen degrees blow on a screeching march 23. Don't look me in the eyes now, there ain't nothing in there to see. Jet black, slick and wide and glued to the walls. Last.
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