Winter ’22/23, Day 38

All my characters so far have been me and the elements. Cold is real. Sometimes it’s easier to stay cold than to stay warm.

And the snowflakes barely melt

As I press these keys

Metal clicks and paper darkens

A machine in the cold

My glow doesn’t reach

And I hope

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