silent night
as clouds pass by
and smoke columns
paint the sky
cold air
reddened cheeks
milky air
leaving mouths
shivering feet
steppingstones
breath forms in the cold
a story yet untold
the eerie beauty
of a
silent night
©KF
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a Pinch of Poems
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