Winter has eaten every last drop
of red and green
but he must not like brown or white
for he has left them to rot
on top of this city
in a frozen smudge
of beige.
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Winter has eaten every last drop
of red and green
but he must not like brown or white
for he has left them to rot
on top of this city
in a frozen smudge
of beige.
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