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Aura

  • Writer: Chad Coburn
    Chad Coburn
  • May 14
  • 1 min read

Through mountains so high

Through the snowiest of skies

The wind is howling

My stomach is growling

Each step weighs more than the last

Until I collapse

The aura so bright

The snowfall of fright

I miss the warmth,

The fright of the night

 
 
 

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