January 20, 2011
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ode to thee
of all dark and dreary days
where the sky still looks like midnight
at 8 a.m.
for thee I love
cold tile slick on the bottom
of my bare feet
my hand flittering to touch
the glass window
frozen with ice cicles
water dripping from the sill
ode to thee
of the darkest and dreary days
for thee I love
won't thou stay
oh, rainy September?
do you miss me?

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