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Nov 2016
I took my first wrong turn
When I stopped loving you
And letting all our memories
All the moments we shared
Wither along side me

That is when the winter came
That is when the cold became my friend

That mistress trapped me in her embrace
And somehow, I found comfort in her cold
In winter winds caressing my cheek
And being drenched in the rays of a frozen sun

But Winter eventually passed
Leaving me to perish
In the storm raging within me
A letter for a former lover
Written by
Ntwari Poetry
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