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I've never wept at
The first snowfall
Before, nor
Felt the cold in my bones
Noticed the wet which
Pools and swirls
For isn't snow just
Rain moving slowly
In a white dress?
Oh god, maybe
That's why I'm crying
The white stains so easily
When in the wrong place
And I can see the stains
This time
The chill and mess and all
Exist and I don't feel like I do
Save for the wet which is my
Heart leaving my eyes
Like shattered bits of glass
I can hear them
Sinking into soft snow
I've never heard that
Before.
