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Winter Soul
by Kat I shield myself against the angry, cold winds of winter. Winds, chilling to my soul blow against a warmth long gone. Watching from a distance I feel ice break my heart. Broken and shattered pieces fall into oblivion. Shards of words once uttered in darkness Hide amongst memories lost to frozen cruelty. No one hears my plea or answers me When I cry just to feel my voice.
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