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POEM: 29

The frost upon my window
Like that on your soul
Is something I don't feel
Dressed up for heartbreak
Can I shed my skin?
And let the wind sink in
Remind me of sixteen
With the world
And everything in between
In my palm
And we knew no harm

Meet the lives we never knew
Nooses to the willow
Beat the strives of all we choose
Roses for the heirloom

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