As if afraid.
The snow drifts without a sound.
Soon to kiss the warm autumn ground.
I too am afraid.
For I know I cannot beat the concrete.
I too will melt from memory, and face defeat.
Dedicated to A.
As if afraid.
The snow drifts without a sound.
Soon to kiss the warm autumn ground.
I too am afraid.
For I know I cannot beat the concrete.
I too will melt from memory, and face defeat.
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