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Boots slide across frozen puddles
Crystal splinters
Old air exhaled, before new.
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Your lips open across the grey landscape,
A trail of smoke lifts from the surface.
I am not proud of my escape.
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Childhood

Boots slide across frozen puddles
Crystal splinters
Old air exhaled, before new.

Spring's first sunshine on face
On the walk to school
Last sunshine on back, way home.

Holiday dissolves into one cloud
Suspended in blue
No end

First day, a fight over a seat.
Tears stretch back to door
Mum gone.

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