Winter Knows (the End of a Summer Love)

Their heart is now cold,
Icicle pointed at his.
His blood is warm;
Now coloring snow.

Their winter plays with
A different snowman.

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T!el Fajardo

Art still thrills me. Aphantasic brazilian writer, born in the 90's. I enjoy reading mostly poetry, sci-fi, and shonen-seinen manga. Favorite authors: Asimov, Tolkien, Guilherme de Almeida, Paulo Leminski, Douglas Adams, Tite Kubo, Yoshihiro Togashi... I also write songs.

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