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Seasons Without

The Change of Season, the Change of Heart

By Samantha ZickgrafPublished 6 years ago 1 min read
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It ached like sunburn and the way you couldn't breathe

tears fell like the leaves and my soul changed color too

A heart frostbitten, dying

for a warmth that would never radiate again

And when things started to blossom

the earth was not the same

sad poetry
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