March 1, 2009
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Letters of all signatures, familiar faces shine in the light
Walking through the glass, circular windows mesmerize.
Caved in on either side, yellow half-moons with dust
The smell of death reeks, as a baby smiles behind discolored print.
Mosaic tiles surround a lone wolf singing a song
As wet gravel moistens from the snows glory
A feeling of dread as 41 and 42 stand among others
As the rustling of a man's jacket while flurries dance among the wind
The puddles of water accepting snow flakes like raindrops
A younger face, same smily, walk it out.

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