December 9, 2010
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You stood there naïve, fascinated by the summer storm off in your own mind, stuck on the beauty of the rain. You’re not focused on me but on the lightning piercing the sky. That innocence you have, that deep fascination with the natural phenomenon. A smile I have seen before but not in a long time. I use to see that same smile when you looked at me. I guess this storm was the way we could forget all that had happened and really smile again. You smiling at the storm and me smiling at your innocent joy.

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