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Snow lay crisp, while I lay frozen

The world spinning without me

No voice recalled, my name forgot

A life lead in darkness, no light do I see.

No hand to hold, to stop me leaving

All memories held within this box.

The lid so tight above my head

Entombed within earths frozen womb

My soul released, to wander forth…

©Anita Dawes