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melted molded molten golden bending with the wind striking like the hammer lightning booms it's hailing in April I make my coffee hot enough to melt mushrooms hot enough to warm me from the inside I move my burning, shaky fingers, as I stir the spoon I hear the thunder rumble my stomach rumbles too this coffee I made is enough for two I step outside to get a closer look I'm alone now it's what I wanted all for me these shaky fingers these deep breaths the hail softens to snow I exhale It's a fools snow as the ground is too wet for anything to stick slippery sticky frozen mess I feel blessed, shaking out the stress I sigh and go back inside it's about time to leave the house and I begin to hear the pitter patter of rain again
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Apr 1, 2025
Apr 1, 2025 at 10:38 AM UTC
wash me, freeze me
melted molded molten golden bending with the wind striking like the hammer lightning booms it's hailing in April I make my coffee hot enough to melt mushrooms hot enough to warm me from the inside I move my burning, shaky fingers, as I stir the spoon I hear the thunder rumble my stomach rumbles too this coffee I made is enough for two I step outside to get a closer look I'm alone now it's what I wanted all for me these shaky fingers these deep breaths the hail softens to snow I exhale It's a fools snow as the ground is too wet for anything to stick slippery sticky frozen mess I feel blessed, shaking out the stress I sigh and go back inside it's about time to leave the house and I begin to hear the pitter patter of rain again
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Apr 1, 2025
Apr 1, 2025 at 10:38 AM UTC
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