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| It's blinding me... |
delicious fear of a bright yellow
something, something so radiantly loud
that my face sought refuge from the glare
silently, peeking through my fingers,
i saw the drapes were open,
leaving me bare...exposed...weak
desperately shielding my eyes
helpless, I tossed my pillow
at that blasted window, scaring
away the chipper singers who had
begun to compete with the alarm clock
and like an angered Zeus who’d
lost his thunder, I sprung out of bed
still dizzy from sleep,
frantically wondering:
What happened to the snow?
*smooches...observing the swiftness of time passing by*
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I swear just yesterday it was Christmas!
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