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The First Dusting
Snow like clouds
covers the concrete
dusting the path
in the innocence of white,
I do not wish
to alter the vision
or the pristine settlement
of lightness
So I watch from a window,
letting it fall in place
It will not be my footprint
that tramples on beauty.
covers the concrete
dusting the path
in the innocence of white,
I do not wish
to alter the vision
or the pristine settlement
of lightness
So I watch from a window,
letting it fall in place
It will not be my footprint
that tramples on beauty.
Published 7th Dec 2019
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