bitterness is here
my feet are wrapped a coat
underneath my desk
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The earth is spreading its hips, readying itself for labor. It’s birthing the cold harsh days of winter, the cold, hard ground, the snow packed hills, and the brown sludge in the gutters.
The air has built its nest and laid its eggs. They are starting to crack open to deliver the chilly frigid breeze, the low stung gray clouds and the puffy crystal of snow falling slowly.
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The earth is spreading its hips, readying itself for labor. It’s birthing the cold harsh days of winter, the cold, hard ground, the snow packed hills, and the brown sludge in the gutters.
The air has built its nest and laid its eggs. They are starting to crack open to deliver the chilly frigid breeze, the low stung gray clouds and the puffy crystal of snow falling slowly.
-Blythe
The cold is just the cold, for that is all it is. and with that i say, get the hell over it.
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