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May 2019
with one last kiss on the cheek,
i watch as winter sweeps you away.
your face disappearing in a flurry of snowflakes.
Your name drifting off in the wind.
No matter how cold the winter, and no matter what it brings.
I know your memory will last past the coming spring
Written by
Molly
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