rufmita
Trying to make sense of this thing we call life.
Saturday, January 3, 2015
Frozen Mocos
Bitter cold refuses to leave
Frozen paws
Bundles of layers
Feeling dependent
Trapped
Alone
Freedom is a
Warm day
Or at least a humane temperature
Day
My independence is linked to the
Temperature
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