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A Frozen Warmth

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Green and tall like a tree

 I saw a stranger

Waiting for me

 

His eyes glowed 

A fiery ember

So fierce yet slowed

By a timeless slumber.

 

He moved across the room

Step by step he made his move

Like a man who was trapped in a tomb

 

He reached out his hands

To clasp the lacking warmth he desired

Only to feel an icy embrace of the unknown.

🌷(2)

◄ Inception.

A Running Notion ►

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