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Aug 2010
Snow falls against
The cracked wall
The baby’s cries
Seeping out
As the wind slips in.

The child is just looking
For a source of warmth.

The one that has slowly dissipated
As the heat turns to ice.
As the soul was sold
To the all consuming bundle—
Will bring only death knocking.
Twice.
Copyrighted by Kasey Lorenzini 2010.
Written by
Kasey Lorenzini
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