Cold cold morning -
ice melts
dripping steam.
Spider on the window
rests in the warmth
of a january sun.
Blue blue sky -
Happy branches -
Long arms in tai chi repose.

Delicate strings
sparkle
as the spider orchestrates
a work of art.
Your web of deceit
diminishes -
Your words fade
as the snowprints.

I see beyond the droplets
of water
on the window
with the
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view....

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