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How many days ago was it blizzard conditions?! (sonnet #MMMMMMMDXLV) If warmth and rain conspired t'undo the hale White blanket flung across these wastes, til hence The silver puddles shine with ghastly thence And wan miens like the moon, how in betrayl Lawns late unmasked lie with an air of frail Hopes violets soon shall wink, snow islands' sense Of being alone upon that sea from whence There's no return, forlorn like March'd prevail. Blue skies for sweetest minutes peer in tour Twixt greyer cloud racks like the waking view Might have a softer breath in tow as twere, While Daddy pulls espressos foamed milk to Effect crowns with an April note. Tis poor Tae think December's gentle, but how'd woo. 02Dec18a
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Dec 2, 2018
Dec 2, 2018 at 5:58 PM UTC
...and Nary Icicle Now Bares Aught Fangs
How many days ago was it blizzard conditions?! (sonnet #MMMMMMMDXLV) If warmth and rain conspired t'undo the hale White blanket flung across these wastes, til hence The silver puddles shine with ghastly thence And wan miens like the moon, how in betrayl Lawns late unmasked lie with an air of frail Hopes violets soon shall wink, snow islands' sense Of being alone upon that sea from whence There's no return, forlorn like March'd prevail. Blue skies for sweetest minutes peer in tour Twixt greyer cloud racks like the waking view Might have a softer breath in tow as twere, While Daddy pulls espressos foamed milk to Effect crowns with an April note. Tis poor Tae think December's gentle, but how'd woo. 02Dec18a
Kick me, but I'm loving it.
JennyGordon
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51/F/Bolingbrook, IL
Dec 2, 2018
Dec 2, 2018 at 5:58 PM UTC
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