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Waiting on Love

The snow falls. It’s cold so I button my coat. I watch the snow drift down. It land and dissolves. It freezes. Snow falling but no snow on the ground.

I walk as the flakes surround me. I reach out my arms. They gather like sailors on a ship arriving into a harbor.

I spins slowly as to not slip and fall. The snow gathered on my arms part ways with me.

I imagine for a moment sharing this moment with someone special but I have no one special. I’m alone waiting to find what may never be found.

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