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Nov 2018
Waking in the dark,
No morning song,
Only artificial light
to break the barrier
between realms.
My body is awake -
oblivious to seasonal change,
Driven by biology.

But my soul remains dormant.
Quiescent.
She waits again for Spring.
#November #winter #cold #SAD
Written by
Francesca  30/F/Wirral
(30/F/Wirral)   
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   Em MacKenzie
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