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my ink grows heavy
winter makes
my ink
grow heavy,
and i
cannot sleep
at night,
when
the winter
snow is
bright
and thick,
there glowing
coals inside
will not
be enough
to
warm my
thoughts
completely,
to have
them pliable
for the
page, like
more fuel
on the
fire, i
will cover
myself
and wait
until spring.
my ink
grow heavy,
and i
cannot sleep
at night,
when
the winter
snow is
bright
and thick,
there glowing
coals inside
will not
be enough
to
warm my
thoughts
completely,
to have
them pliable
for the
page, like
more fuel
on the
fire, i
will cover
myself
and wait
until spring.
Published 14th Oct 2024
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