A Heart Of Winter

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The day dawns cold.
Frost covered glass greets me as I enter the car,
frozen like the heart of a loved one
whose soul is pierced with the icicles of trauma and denied pain,
whose unshed tears have become an arctic lake,
whose ears only hear the wintry breath of other frozen ones,
who has rejected the divine fire,
who refuses to turn his face to the sun and let the warmth of healing love in.

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