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cold
forgotten are the times
our laughs filled the air
gone are the times
we wished would never leave
time passes
memories fade
in blistering august
i shiver
Tuesday 6th March 2018 10:34 pm
Alas
contemporaneous cold,
in the winter of my agony
july's heat long forgotten,
january's frost an eternal constant
and yet
one remembers,
flowers bloom.
Tuesday 6th March 2018 10:30 pm
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