Poetry

I can’t

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Believe my eyes as I watch the snow fall down and I hope it stops soon.

And it does but it leaves behind traces that it was here.

The air is colder than it was yesterday making me want to stay in bed and not get up.

I don’t want to face the reality that it’s all going down no matter what we do even if we do it all together.

Written By: Deirdre Stokes
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