Cinderella Hour

It was beginning
To be my year.
I felt movement,
Release.
Felt like myself again,
Whoever that is.
I liked it. Her.
But then the clock
Struck
Midnight;
And something changed.
I lost my footsteps
In the snow.
I’ve barely slept since.

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