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Winter worship by MitchRudeen

then the cold
A wet cold that moves through you that clings to your insides
A cold that whispers soft and true
_You will never be warm

Smile and huddle and see that here too in this fog, this unrelenting mist that covers everything
Here too is warmth, here too is a God

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The maple leaves will change and fall with a certain grace – November will begin.

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