salt covered sidewalks
walking home alone again
with salt covered cheeks
my shoes grind what my fists can't
my tongue touches what none can
salt dissolves the white
step by step past others' tracks
footprints vanishing
my feet follow others steps
my mind wanders to the Spring
mud slippery path
"Please don't let go of my hand!"
roses bloom, on cheeks
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