Outside blue skies but cold winds
sweep the streets like APD
shaking down any structure
that tries to stand up to it
If you believed the weather
you might trust to blue
Cold would slice you to skin truth
It is trying to be both cold and dark
Falling in to Winter trough of lack of Light
Bright sun wants both worlds-we in both
stay indoors if we wish warm
go out only well wrapped gifts
To give is the season
This is what we get...
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