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Fingers of Time


Icy fingers slip


in through a cold winter’s night


witnessed by the moon,


welcomed by sun rays


whose task it is to thaw the


most hardened of hearts.


Coldness grabs the throat


while warmth works within the flesh


of a thousand bones.




Ping ping

Melting snow

Spike of ice

Sharp enough to pierce flesh

Soft enough to penetrate soul

Ping ping

Drip drop

Splatter of wetness

Melting of colors that brightened

A cold winter day

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