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Tomorrow

and play the best I will
hopes to a new beginning,
a freshly melted snow
across plains of unknown desire;
a dripping agony alluded
warm breezes on dried tears
winter brushes against old wounds
cold to love's touch
and warm to the fire
~~carefulcarpenter


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