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Posted on January 19, 2012January 25, 2012 by Elizabeth

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 Here he comes - Hipstamatic

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Here he comes.
I know he’s on his way. I can’t
See him but I feel the
Tremor. Maybe outside the
Wind has come up,
A last leaf ripped from
The squealing oak and
Rain jumps onto the panes
Scared too,
Trying to get in.
He’s coming.
I just know it.
Taste of metal in my mouth
Green skies.
Welcome the storm.

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