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Nov 19
β€˜Tis a lonely place to walk alone.
The trees are bare that winds have combed...

The bitter cold that numbs the skin.
An effigy of the pain within...

Snow has fallen tears have bled.
Frozen in time within one's head...

Heavy the soul and foot doth part.
Until the spring can warm one's heart...

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Written by
B D Caissie  48/M/Canada πŸ‡¨πŸ‡¦
(48/M/Canada πŸ‡¨πŸ‡¦)   
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