random poetry

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There's something nudging at the end of my brain. Not sure what I look out there was a cold landscape the snow bear branches, I feel the loneliness yes I also feel Joy my favorite time of year let me see dismal and dark but with the snow everything brightens and my heart seeks the warmth of things that's I don't normally want. Thermal socks, that is my one true desire in life I think. If my feet are warm, the rest of me is warm. I found a great deal on thermal stocks today and I plan to go back and get more. Still don't know it's nudging at my brain some mystery lurking hopefully I'll figure it out.

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