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Aug 2019
I’m walking through you
remembering when
the snow made it hard to stay still
Now everyone seems to be slipping
when a few yesterdays ago we’re remembered as
perfect silhouettes
endlessly tracing ourselves into the earth
We weren’t without fault then either
but from tomorrow it seems like paradise
jessica lynn
Written by
jessica lynn  boston
(boston)   
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