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Moscato

Frosty,
I sit in the mist of winters white

drown myself in crystalline spirits

dance on the shards

of someone not quite myself.

Misplace words
breakdown thoughts

dream of a tomorrow
I have not yet destroyed...


and

try to remember
where I have stored the pieces...
Written by RiverLily
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