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Monday, August 10

observances

the snow is soft
when it falls to earth
by the will of its seriousness

but at a clip
in the eye
it is as much the same
as tripping and falling
face first down an ice
berg facade

under the microscope snow
has edges and jagged
fangs that may be soft on the tongue
but bloody the ungloved hands

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