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the weight of winter
a soft white blanket spilling over the edges of everything
comfy
cozy
sometimes just a bit too heavy
spinning dreams of green and life’s long essence
weighting
waiting
cupped hands
filled with warmth
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lovely 🙂
Warmth, yes please.
Your words . . . strung together so beautifully.
i dreamed of this – absolute truth. dreamed of being tucked in under snow. woke up to sunshine and cold and shivering monkey grass. no snow.