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His icy hand reaches toward me Capturing my spirit Taking my breath away Rendering me immobile I fight with all I have But it's not enough I fall deeper and deeper My life merely a series of lucid dreams Until my hero Marches in and Springs me
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Feb 11, 2015
Feb 11, 2015 at 9:08 PM UTC
Winter
His icy hand reaches toward me Capturing my spirit Taking my breath away Rendering me immobile I fight with all I have But it's not enough I fall deeper and deeper My life merely a series of lucid dreams Until my hero Marches in and Springs me
#winter#spring
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carol-shelton
Feb 11, 2015
Feb 11, 2015 at 9:08 PM UTC
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