the moon is a sliver of silver
be still, you tell me
i sitsnow comes
thick, soft, glittery
i cannot catch itit catches me
it grows around me
a pale and quiet burialthis is the only moment
snow comes
i am a stillness in the snowi am
this darkness in the white world
i am sitting stillsparrows in the snow
sun comes, snow goes
i sit

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