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October 13, 2017

Frostbitten morning,
Numb feet wishing for the heat
For wet trees burning


Hastey icicles
I see with what i taste with
Bright lights all around


Ice cold minty fresh
All around dead trees complain
Jingles in my brain


I taste the bold cold
I smell a old wishing well
Feel wintery hot






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