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Dec 2012
They talk about chaos
but I notice nothing
it seems like ordinary things to me
snow and cars and people in queue to get nowhere
these are just ordinary things
just trivial things

My hands haven't
felt air for days
She told me the most beautiful moment was
when her saviour got snowflakes in her eyelashes
the most beautiful moment
just an ordinary moment

I call this winter
the coldest one for years
that's what we say every year
while we nod our heads to eachother like jack-in-the-boxes
these things happen every year
every ordinary year
Written by
A E Bill
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   M and Zoe Irvine
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