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I got lost in a dream last night
Twirling through Russia’s tunnels and lights
Watching snow fall up
As if the world turned sour and heaven wanted it’s
Angels back.
And as I caught you in an ice grey hand
You melted, features twisting, distorting
Whilst you seeped through my fingers
To freeze on the ground below.
Catching my frozen tears on your cheeks
And whispered,
‘You know I’ve set you free’