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May 2018
A cold December day, I see it in my dreams
White dazzling snow below an icy breeze
Everywhere, all around me, shuffling feet
Like beehives pouring across the street
Do I see red? Inside a sea of sugar icing
As if its a cherry on the top of a cake, waiting
Closer, I go towards it like a birthday boy
My eyes glinting like its my christmas present
I reach it, the growing mystery finally resolved
SLAP! Right in my face, awake, back in class
Written by
5oulPoet
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