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Dec 2021
All that I am
is a snowy mountain

Desolate,
carrying a heavy burden
that people call snow

Aching in one place
for an entire season

Longing for
a little warmth
without the risk of love

Love burns me,
and all I ask
for is warmthΒ Β 

To melt,
I wish to melt
completely

Perhaps,
I will fall in love with
the sun this winter

Or die trying
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