winter, when the roof caved in

None disordering, a feeling pales :: in the hand

the home with a fireplace. Someone to take

along and pick up stones. The way some

fit thumbs, are held and rubbed. If kept

many take shape :: the way color comes

up from the chest, until the whole face is reddened.

 

 

 

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