| Withholding the gravity of its situation...the wind and darkness gave aid to the aggregate in its renewal...the ominous spectre of yesterday had been replaced by a heavy dark cloud laden wet, dark snow...lattice growths upon the the poisonous dust particles spewed into the air by coal driven power plants...thrown against the dreary day...sticking for a frozen moment then dripping to the ground...sucking it down into its cold aching sogginess... | |
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| In the memory of the conversation with the past...a fading glow... | |
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