Your guilty flickers
Like a crooked rune
A mark the air refuses
To swallow
Your shadow moves first
That’s the omen
Even your breath
Leaves a symbol behind
A thin frost line
Naming what you won’t
So don’t act all innocent
The signs betrayed you
Long before you spoke
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