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[Michael Daines]

Snow is a wet blanket, that,
Falling over everything
Leads me to believe
I am again totally
And completely isolated.

Let the sky stay always
At a comfortable distance.

Let me feel
No passing of time
>From the robbing of the warmth
Of my body.

I am comforted
By the sweet inevitability
Of steam
Rising from the street.





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