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Aug 2019
As the snow falls to the ground
The children are at play
Its cold
I cannot move
I cannot speak
Silent
Blind to all around.
And then there comes that winter sun
As I slowly melt away
The end is near
But I may come back
On another winters day
And stand alone again
I am the snowman.
Written by
Rup  M/Cambs
(M/Cambs)   
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