Letters For You [Her Side] #1A Chapter by NimfleThe frozen river beneath the old bridge Has started to melt. I walk across it every day On the way home. The air still feels like icicles But that's only when I ride my bicycle. I'm glad when my breath comes out
In puffs of smoke; because it gives me hope. That there is still time For the cherry blossoms to bloom And for you to make your way home.
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Added on November 7, 2018 Last Updated on November 21, 2018 AuthorNimfleAboutAn Unsophisticated student who loves reading, writing and watching horror movies. Other activites include fist (paw?) fight with an overweight lhasa apso and turning religious during deadline rushes. .. more..Writing
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