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Oct 2015
when you came back
it snowed
& we took photos.
There were flakes
of sleet
in your hair
about to melt...
Later
the moon
was a frozen
coin
and I was a flake
watching
from a window
pane
Bryana Twice
Written by
Bryana Twice  Escher/ Hersham Surrey
(Escher/ Hersham Surrey)   
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