Coldness

Any other time of year-

I look outside for an escape, to escape.

Not today, the cold it seems has expanded from inside me to out. 

Desolate, sad, and the anti-hope.

There is no relief.

I seek release.

Instead, I’ll run my pen over the paper yet another time.

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