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[eleven44]

Look at the snow, its coming down outside my window. Swirling around and flying back up. The bright white under the bright sun looks warm and soft. Like the blankets and sheets I'm wrapped in, like the color of the skin below my neck. The fingers and toes of winter hang carelessly over the edge of the roof. Knobs like knuckles bulge and curve,

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[cadmus01]

I really like this. I read it while spraying your Scents Galore "Citrus Melody" all around the room just to get the olfactory kick that comes with spring.

[eleven44]

ha! I'm sure it had nothing to do with the fact that my cat probably took a crap right before you got on the computer. That's her favorite time to relieve herself. Thanks by the way.