Dried lips

Most of the times, the moments are forgotten. The life is lived. The heart is terrified. Dried lips. Cold is here. Winds are chilly. Pathways are blocked. Dried lips. Plants are dying. Energies are wilting. The world is snowing. Dried lips. There’s some Hi’s. Some goodbyes. But laughter’s still floating. Dried lips. October’s come and gone.  Memories are still warm. Life’s on track. Dried lips.

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