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Gus
I
Goodbye
The way the lightning taunts me
makes me cower in my home
folded paper walls surround
as the rain falls on and on
Here I'm warm
with comforts near
More than enough
so safe and dear
Still, I can't evade the storm
as it pours
it pelts
it blows
into my pillow
quiet grief
spirals from within my soul
II
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