They stood there
for you to see
But you walked away...
now they are dead,
killed
by the cold nights
of an imminent winter
of the soul
caused by a storm
prelude of the ice
cold season...
Now everything
is gone. Gone.
© Gloria
Tuesday, October 25, 2022
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