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It all seems to pass by
at fine points
under my eye
in time,

The heat has distanced itself
and the world around me
from every living thing
stops,

and things are calm.

One cannot help but distance themselves
from the clamour of friends
and everything they know
that force warm interactions and companionship down throats of the unwilling,

For nothing can change what
I witness occurring-
the subtle drift of snow to the ground signifies-
a break from colour and noise,

because here, things are calm.
oops i broke my "too busy to write rule"

call this cynical, call it broken, call it for dinner,
i'll call it indirect characterization of my OC because it's in her perspective and i'm a fag with nothing else to do
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