He never was a trailbreaker -
snowdrifts unrelenting;
words shrill upon wind
memories,
frost-needy.
an ice cold stab
into the dark -
let winter
tame his heart,
not I
I never was a trailbreaker.
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tame his heart, Author notesPrompt: 23, The Necessesity of sacrificing loved ones. A contest entry
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