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snow

a memoir of a smile.
sweet and soft.
rose.a bud.
eyes.like fire.
a round pool of obsession.
i know you don't see it. said the voice.
vaporising into thin air.suddenly cold.
i look back. a tear.
perched on the valley of insouciance
dying to perish and disappear.
a shiver.
and snow.
like a blanket over all fears.
white.ready.
a solace under the thicket of the wild.

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