.winter hands, cold clasps
the memory filters into some
thing lucid
a salty drop on my brow
a once brilliant residue
now overrish
segments collide
is this the place you
hide when the warmth
goes away?
i'm not thinking about
tomorrow
cause there's a six-
letter .
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