Staring out my office window, I feel underwhelmed, dispirited, thoughts of recent holiday bliss dissolving into mist. The grey wintry drizzle, encased in a murky fog, is appropriate. 431 more words
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A day includes night that daily seizes
Bodies ,in nights after nights of sleep.
We seize a breath of poetry from life
From words carelessly left by night. 16 more words
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