A prickly bush on a trail, pebbles and stones falling as hail…
Cold
you know
the whole get a giant tree thing seemed like a way cooler idea…
Do you ever
feel the cold,
that not even blankets
your gran knitted…
White on white,
ice on snow,
cold above…
First to melt away,
last to break when spring has sprung…
The worst thing when cold,
is being cold itself,
but being warm in the cold…
I saw a flower sprout up,
it was small with white petals,
a little bit droopy…
now you know that thing
where people jump into a cold lake
and presumably shrink up from the cold…
now why is it
that when someones having
a DAY…
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