November Bleakness
Bleakness
A story of an
Outward blanket
Of whiteness and cold..
Overwhelming perhaps..
Reflections arise of the
Amazing sudden change..
In the story may also arise
A sense of no-time
A sense of no-changing:
No-changing seeming as
Bleakness..
And peace...
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