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wintry poem

the world is strange
odd
and new
at every turn

my finger tips
my toes
my eyes
all of them burn

we say goodbyes
and hold
our own
these merry wishes

we hug the warmth
and breathe
my heart
it turns and twitches

the winter bites
and stars are scattered
across our plates

we use our boots
we mend our coats
the spring she waits