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One raving winter day
When the whip of the snow
Muted the world,
A knock, sharp, staccato
Unfroze my door

Peeking out the window,
I saw it,
Back again

Change

“I’m different” it said
“Different from the last time”
“I changed”

Doors locked, curtains closed
I waited for it to leave
Not ready yet
Never ready for Change

Years pass
And one silent winter day
When the branches quivered and wondered,
“Is it over?”,
I peek out my window,
And hope,
That Change will

Knock





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