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Sep 2019
i miss the sounds of cars
splashing through wet snow and slush puddles
and
i miss a calm stillness as
snowflakes fall under distant streetlights
and
i miss the taste of salt
when i slip on frozen city sidewalks
pressure building in my face
and
i miss wearing jackets too big
and socks too long
i miss the heavy blankets
and the drinks too strong
Written by
Mike
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