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Slush slips over the tip of her Salvation Army boots She trudges The winter of Her mind, but not her life One step at a time, one day One minute either way Slidding on the ice, her frozen mistakes She just wants in out of the cold The hour of Her reprieve never arrives Over there, over here Over everywhere Snow joys of her childhood melt She now hates falling flakes The traffic of Her adult existence, Opposition Slowly, but surely She trudges on

Copyright © | Year Posted 2008

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