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ramblings of a confused tree hugger part 7

I got up early 
to look for you
the wind was blowing
as it  usually does
in the morning
by the clearing
I thought I found your tracks
but the snow quickly covered them
when you walk through winter woods
there is a silence
like death that surounds you 
like a blanket
covering you up. 
I walked for about an hour
with no luck
my ears hurt
my feet are cold
I think I'll have some coffee
when I get home
and take a hot bath

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