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the snow in march

the snow in march
falls on the porch
of a house in the middle
of nowhere

we have cold feet
i’ve had no sleep
in this house in the middle
of nowhere

i’ve lost my art
and does it hurt?
empty house in the middle
of nowhere.

if i were the sky
it would snow until may…………
cover this house up
and so disappear.

let her sleep
for now she’s a bear.

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