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Feb 2019
I gaze in awe
as black branches paint themselves
onto a sleepy skyline
haunting the stillness of morn
they stretch at the gesture of light
shadows yearning to linger
across drifts of delicate snow
I contemplate the illusion
upon my own reflection
and regret storing your love in escrow
2/10/19
Melissa Rose
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Melissa Rose  48/F/Canada
(48/F/Canada)   
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