it seems to be our winter,
so I'll try to make
snow angels in your
cigarette smoke.
LR
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Swimming Lessons: Poems
PoetryI seem to be your new favorite novel. One that keeps you up at night, turning my pages. Fingers lingering on me so you don't lose your place. A poem from the poetry book.
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it seems to be our winter,
so I'll try to make
snow angels in your
cigarette smoke.
LR
