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Aug 2022
Frostbitten fingertips,
Buttoning up my coat,
Echoing footsteps through the hollow bus station.
Grey clouds spitting rain,
Distant fog.
Hearing sniffles from people walking by.
Subtle coughs
Overgrown alleyways
Gloomy Sundays.
Emilia B
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Emilia B  21/F/Durham
(21/F/Durham)   
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