September 24, 2018
A crescent moon was outshined by all the lights
Even the noise of my own thoughts was almost drowned
It was freezing
Near zero, wasn't it?
There was actual ice in the river!
But my body felt aflame
And it just took half a second.
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PoetryA daily journal full of poems of love, of joy and grief Pen enslaves the hand and paints the vast land of the canvas we call Speech
