Life / Lori / poetry

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It’s 10:44 pm

 

The ground is covered in pure white snow

beautiful on

outside but only outside

I am not snow

underneath is where I lie

cold and frozen

where I will be

as I slip past this small journey called

nowhere.

I yearn to see you again

to touch you to feel your heart once more

beating

I welcome the snow

cover me deeper

hasten my journey home.

 

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