troubled past

January 11, 2018
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i hear quiet footsteps
they are clicking heels
in my mind.

i feel the chilling winds
they are freezing wisps
on my body.

i see the children laughing
they are remnants
of my soul.

i touch the frozen swings
that remind me
the world is freezing over.






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