In the cold where nothing is;
They stay at home, warm.
Diurnal cycle
You tease me with great sunlight
But sneak away heat.
Windows collect air
Containing moisture packets
Freeze over to frost.
The all white landscape
Won't let me own a home there
Likeness, not the same
Hipsters are like snow
Inspire to be different
All the same color
Failing to stand
Grass blades pushed closer to earth
Must bare cold winter
Born in turbulence,
The snowflakes first appearance
Falls to the ground, melts
Warmth within watching
Cold climate conveys callow
Nursing notes.. nothing.
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