It is a
grey
bitter
cold
day.
People
shuffle
deep
in
what
coats
they
have.
It is a
day
without
mercy.
Deep within
it is not
the cold
without
that makes
me
wonder
how long
the scream
can be
suppressed?

12/22/2005

Posted on 12/22/2005
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