The Last Thirty Seconds

Poem

Flecks of cold,

Bury in skin.

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Heat seeps into snow,

Breath expels into air.

Ice cleanses the soul.

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Sinking into snow,

Pink skin becomes

Snow white.

Eyes open, staring

Into sky.

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Clouds gather grey,

Snowflakes fall.

The edges of the world

Begin to elope.

Darkness envelopes,

into itself.

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For the last time,

A snowflake falls.

Dancing in the wind

With itself.

From infinity to infinity.

Touches the tip of the nose.

And finally,

There is

Peace.

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