I expected the cold to hit me,
Like a sudden punch to the face.
But when I stepped outside
I was met with a gentle warmth
That grabbed my hand,
Leading me further beyond,
So I could hear the soft breeze laugh
And see the nice clouds smile.
It is on these days,
When the world lights the way,
I know, deep in my soul,
Everything will be alright
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Back Here Again
PoetryHere we are again Another collection New poems Same person Here we are again Trying to make things And have them make sense Read, and tell me If you understand Cuz here we are again And I'm still not sure Placed 1st in Everything's Cancelled Awa...
