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Resurrected Leaves

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The absences of you, has turned
me to a winter snow
Weakened by the cold, my frozen leaves lie below, defeated.

And underneath the liquid sky, my
branches wilt, quietly, drifting myself away.
January,

February,

March,



frozen in a winter sleep,until the sun returns over the horizon
Sending the warming breeze to wipe away the frost on all my

Resurrected leaves.



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