And I look at the feathery snow slowly turning to sleet, the white texture gradually turning to grayish shades of obscure and the scarlet skies turning pewter in some momentary flash. And in the midst of this nature’s caper, the sudden transpose from bright yellow to nothingness reminds me of you, for you are no different, morphing from a heart beaming with love to some ashen callous spur all happening in a trice

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