Warm breath meets cold glass
and freezes, in an instant
obscuring the view
of the coming sunrise
and the beauty of that outdoor world
I yearn to enjoy.
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Author:
Fränz Müller (
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Comments2
lovely write
Thank you!
I love this metaphor that works in regard to what we see of reality. Well done and a fave
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