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A Poem by Winter

i send Home regards
and bring home
a new scent under my jacket
i've locked it deep
synthetic? not, she's far away but still here
sleeping by my side
with only a slight discomfort

and we'll get there
(i'll tell her we'll get there)
i ain't got no sight or signs of hope
but i ain't hanging from no rope
no more

that's something

so, hold on

© 2018 Winter



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Added on January 8, 2018
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Winter
Winter

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