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Jul 2021
snowflakes
fall little by little,
this town becomes
whiter and whiter.

old memories
keep lingering in the air,
cold breeze
can never blow them away.

in her mouth
the snowflakes melt,
in her lungs
the bitterness overspreads.

old memories
are too precious
to be thrown,
yet too heavy
to be held.
Anna Alycia
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Anna Alycia  19/F/somewhere on earth
(19/F/somewhere on earth)   
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