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Feb 2020
Each morning begins
with the same sweet embrace,
your eyes distant but warm.
I peek my head
out the window
and breathe deeply
the succulent scents of spring.
The cold air fills my lungs
and I gasp, ****, swallow in more.
Jo Barber
Written by
Jo Barber  22/F
     Imran Islam, Woody, ---, Fawn and Bogdan Dragos
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