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Ice Crystals

Crazy voices seap
through the walls
telling me what
I don’t care to hear
nevermind,
once again
the clock strikes
far away... anywhere
maybe I wouldn’t care
snowflakes pasted
my eyelashes
one winter day
long ago
the days of before
filter through
children cry
when I close my eyes
I keep walking
but everything is
still the same
crash
the glass is broken
and it’s just
me
again

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