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The night closes around me.
The air has a chill.
The moon hides her face.
Dreams don’t come easy.
My hands cupped…
Like water…
Slipping through my fingers.
I remember you.
The air has a chill.
The moon hides her face.
Dreams don’t come easy.
My hands cupped…
Like water…
Slipping through my fingers.
I remember you.
Published 30th Jan 2020
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30th Jan 2020 2:34pm
Such a powerful write... in few words, and that last line; like a knife to the heart.
A finely crafted write... 🌻
A finely crafted write... 🌻
30th Jan 2020 9:15pm
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- Edited 10th Oct 2021 2:45pm
30th Jan 2020 10:43pm
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30th Jan 2020 10:47pm
