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I never liked winter I loved to watch snow settle on the ground In unfair uneven proportions Decorating the space outside my window But then it becomes gray Painted in a heavy shaking hand on the trees and in the gutters Like cigarette ash or crushed Xanax
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Mar 6, 2014
Mar 6, 2014 at 12:31 PM UTC
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I never liked winter I loved to watch snow settle on the ground In unfair uneven proportions Decorating the space outside my window But then it becomes gray Painted in a heavy shaking hand on the trees and in the gutters Like cigarette ash or crushed Xanax
This is unfinished but I couldn't finish it right now
keith-johnsen
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Mar 6, 2014
Mar 6, 2014 at 12:31 PM UTC
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