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Somewhere quiet

I want to go
On the coldest day
Where the snow has built up
Overnight

We'll sink knee deep
As we trudge along
I'll fall and sprain a wrist
You'll catch a small cold

Deep into the wood
For one afternoon
Just us

This winter chill
This cold pain
Insignificant in the moment

Deep into the wood
I've come to pay my respects and
You've come
To make sure I get
Home
Written by Her_sunshine
Published
Author's Note
Wind blown drifts, sunny afternoons
Clouds on the horizon, reaching
Reaching
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