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Sep 2017
Come winter, come
Bestow your cold winds,
to these brittle bones
to change the shape of pain
numb the river of thoughts
freeze it, so i can walk across
Owlman
Written by
Owlman  Iran
(Iran)   
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   Bobby Copeland
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