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Dec 2021
quite alone
a snowflake among snow.

quite cold
how the white glory depresses.

au contraire
to hearty hearthed home.

cold sunken soul,
brittle bits of frozen hair.

loneliness
in grandest unity.

hark,
the angels still sing:

still, neglect;
in this cold chafed face.
Tyler
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Tyler  24/M/PA
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