In...Out
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Madeena Sarwary, Grade 8
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Poetry
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2019
In…out…as I take a breath I can feel the beating of my heart. In…out…the dry crisp air was blowing like a whistle. In…out…as I walk, the snow crunches beneath my feet. In…out…the cold fog forms out of my body. In…out…the warm blood runs through my fingers. In…out…as the snowflakes sink into the floor/on me it melts like an icy pole on a hot summer day. In…out… every step I take is like a stepping on ice only. In…out…the tree leaves have sunken into the snow. In…out…my teeth hurt because of thinking about how beautiful the peachy sky looked. In…out…as I blow away the cold fresh breeze. In…out… my skin looks as wrinkled as a bulldog puppy. In…out…I freeze in this cold winter air.