#1278-Covered
29/01/2021
Can’t stop,
Staring at her.
Fallen.
Snow-covered.
Branches,
Spreading everywhere.
Reaching for lives,
Touched in years past.
I hope one day,
I’ll lay like her.
Frozen in a cold,
I can no longer feel.
Reaching out for old threads,
Of still unfolding stories.
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