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i put on my overcoat and walked into winter - my teeth chattered rhythms
and they were grouped in twos or threes, like a morse code message was sent from me to me. cars on slippery slopes, they\'re stuck: people pushing through their mittens as i was beginning to feel it soaking through my shoes, getting colder with every step i took to your apartment, dear.
and i was a kaleidoscope: the snow on my lenses distorting the image of what was only one of you and i didn\'t know which one to address as all your lips moved.
this is when i forget breathe all the things i scripted, they sound unfounded.
And the look that you\'re giving me, it tells me exactly what you are thinking:
\"this ain\'t working anymore.\"
they got their mothers worked into a panic
sledding down hills into oncoming traffic
the parents layered clothes until the children couldn\'t move then kept them outside til their noises were blue and I got left there, too.
i put on my overcoat and walked into winter, my teeth chattered rhythms. and they were grouped in twos or threes like a morse code message was sent from me to me.
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