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  • Writer's pictureDavid Lapadat

I remember

I remember the dawn

caught me laying in the snow.

I remember the silhouette of a girl.

Cute little girl staring at me,


It was like a rebirth of pureness

after a night

full of sin.

I watched her as she kissed me,

it was warm

and we didn’t bother the snow,

I was already a memory,

and she was already gone.

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