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Out There

by James Roper

It is dark out there,

Where did the light go?

 

I can't see a thing,

But can feel the snow.

And the temperature is dropping,

Twenty below.

 

And my sister stopped moving,

And mother is slow.

Father has gone,

To where, I don't know.

 

And it is dark out there,

And still the wind blows.

 

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Wednesday 30th July 2014 4:31 am

cold   dark   hopeless   despair

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