Bundles of lies playing games with shadows
Words shorn of bloom
Scattered petals line the graves
The quiet cold muffles the crunch of snow
Soft earth
Heated and loose
Muffled thumps
Ice crystals burst
Enclosed darkness
“I’ll see you soon.”
Prophetic last words
Not soon enough
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Pelgris 
I can’t help coming back to this today. Beautiful.
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I’m pleased it has that effect, it does on me too
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