Pale Color of Frost
Cold
winter
sunrise. Thin
light fractures the
gray. Weak pink and plum
ultraviolet rays
shimmer, a watery blue
sky. I turn my face to meet the
rise - cheeks washed with cold. An Icy fog
fills my view with the pale color of frost
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