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Cold feet

Exif_JPEG_PICTUREOh! the times we’ve sat here enjoying the silence, sunshine and views over the aboretum.

To plant a tree for every year of our being together, that was the plan, but instead I planted one in your memory.

Now our special seat looks like a coffin.

I just want to lie down here and sleep for as long as it takes to join you.

But then I get cold feet.

Written for  5 sentence fiction: Frozen

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playing with photography @ eljaygee whilst Tell Tale Therapy has a weakness for words

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