Afraid but hopeful
she wants to imprint her feet in the snow
and retrace the giddy steps she once took
to play in the frigid cold
but the wind smashes warnings against her cheeks
of what's ahead
each icy reminder a flash to the past
and she wonders should she brace for the journey
or retreat into a future of unknown.
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I like this one..
sometimes it seems choices is all we have but why is it still so hard
will be in chicago next week--
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This was what I dream about last night:
I was checking my email and receive an email from you with a web link on it. I opened the link, it was your post of "Coming back to Taiwan".
Is that because I miss you too much or is it because I use the computer too much?
Yes!! Build a million of them and plaster the surroundings with snow angels the likes of which people passing by can't but help to smile thinking of the happy soul who made them.
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