You came
Like a thrush;
Swiftly over the soft hills of powdered snow
And landed
On my shoulder
Perching on me as snowflakes dusted my hair
Then you left
In a single breath
Leaving me behind to face the avalanche, alone once more
Feb 11, 2025
Feb 11, 2025 at 8:12 AM UTC
You came
Like a thrush;
Swiftly over the soft hills of powdered snow
And landed
On my shoulder
Perching on me as snowflakes dusted my hair
Then you left
In a single breath
Leaving me behind to face the avalanche, alone once more
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