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Snow
I remember
Watching her,
A month before Christmas,
Treading so terribly slow,
Though the walks were not yet
Buried beneath fresh snow;
I remember,
I warned myself,
Don’t ever let her go...
Watching her,
A month before Christmas,
Treading so terribly slow,
Though the walks were not yet
Buried beneath fresh snow;
I remember,
I warned myself,
Don’t ever let her go...
Published 29th Jun 2022
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