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Mar 2018
last night was so
white that doorbells
glowed,
off busy streets.
spring snow ringing
them all.
such a heavy white,
to fall like a cast from
a form.
at the first touch of
light.
you had to of been there,
and you all were.
Onoma
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Onoma  NYC
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