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Spring's Snow
From smiles to suffering
she clings
against strong winds
of a verb in the near future
constrained by so many
endless silences.
Some echoes whisper to her
that nothing lasts
if not the unbearable lightness
of jostling thoughts
which keep catching up with her
like a snowflake
whose fate remains
inevitable.
Yet she felt,
the winter was going away
but her spring remains lonely
and the heat of the sun
deceives her dry heart.
The ice had melted
but a tear streams
along her thirsty soul.
And love had mingled to the void
while her loneliness
true to its nature
pick the flowers already faded
of wet memories
eternally cold.


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