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  • Her breath

    In the cold air
    We stood together
    Hand in hand
    We were quite a pair

    Her sharp exhales 
    Released small clouds
    As she stood smiling
    Then slowly walked away

    I watched her walk away
    I tried to follow
    Yet a glass wall appeared
    Making me stay

    I cried out to her
    She walked back toward me
    Smiled, and breathed
    Clouding the glass, she left as a blur

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