no snow this winter, so ive learned to enjoy other things: cold trollies with warm hot seats, cold streets and cold shadows, cold dead plants, and cold cold dream like breath.
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| it might be a product of a life without snow, but i have always believed that as long as it is cold enough to snow, it will snow. it never occured to me that there would have to also be weather. it just seems, that the sky should freeze and snow should just drift downwards pulled from nothingness.
no snow this winter, so ive learned to enjoy other things: cold trollies with warm hot seats, cold streets and cold shadows, cold dead plants, and cold cold dream like breath. |
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