Distant in my slumber

As a child
I walked everywhere
Regardless of the season
Or reason

The harsh wind bit fiercely
The cold spread throughout
My body was as a kite
Pushed severely
Into the sky

Winter was not my enemy
But it was stark
Allowing insight
In memory

Though oppressive cold doesn't break you
Surrounding you in a malaise
I shivered with discomfort
As I walked to my heartache
Distant in my slumber



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