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Your eyebrows are drawn tightly together,Warding the cold from yourEyelids.The clouds are pallid with thePromise of snow.Your left hand is gloved snug..
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The moon squints from behindA film of wintry cloud,A glowing cataractWatching the ground beneath herSuccumb to layer upon layerOf frozen tears.The air..
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Halloween.
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Toes danglingIn the early winter darkness,I watch the quiet streetBelow me.The bough supporting meCreaks beneath the weightOf my shivering.Leafless an..
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The trees behind are blistered scarlet, the morning sunlight glowing crimson through the leaves. The road ahead is clogged with the usual migration o..
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The snow floats from the clouds,The aftermath of some unseenPillow fight.The frozen feathers drift onto my lipsAnd eyelashes,Changing to chilled dropl..
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'Round the smold'ring embers,Shadows flicker softly--Barely now remembered.Once a passion burning,Somehow falt'ring, fading,Leaving wet-eyed yearning...
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As lips of cliff collapse,My footing's quickly lost--Decide to fall again,The ground I shall accost.Encounters with these fallsBestowed me broken limb..
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A metaphor, a life depicted as a leaf.
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Nature.
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