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melt
melt
last words
in his hands
warm air gatherings
lips
tear up
and
soon
snow will cover
white white
plaid
our dreams
in color
page
we will lose
and forget
we lie
and with the birds of the sky
dying
fall down in the wind
breaking
air wings
their cry trembles
wandering in the twilight
under the blows
elements
freeze lights
cold city
He became dead
gray roof
disperse
the ashes of his years
by wire
fade fade
on glasses
our smiles with you
fall asleep
fall asleep
perpetual snow
above us