1290
14.vii.23
4.196
on the coldest day
many are cold but few are frozen
black
cockies come to tell up the sun
there
must be thicker socks
it
takes time to get out of bed
one
might think better of
I myself
a mist, once risen
attend
the overnight fire
kindling
fingers could snap
check
thermometers indoor and out
days
are getting longer now
keep
moving till things warm up
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