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The Day They Came
A tingling, a taste of the past.
Before it started. Before time.
Such memories would have been nice.
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Though winter packed a punch that year,
Us two, wrapped up in desire,
Barely remarked the snow and ice.
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For we, young and unbreakable,
Took slippery falls in our stride
And bought up love at any price.
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Until the day they came.
Monday 10th February 2025 9:28 am
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