Ashes In The Snow
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Last published Fri, Jan 23, 2015
She went with the flow, oblivious to the world around her. She walked amongst the snow and had long forgotten the cold. But as warm as she is draped with a thick coat, she could not see what was wrong.
Until there were ashes in the snow. Standing out like bleeding scars.
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