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Frigid Dawn

Half light, grey tones,
Smokestacks married to steam,
Clouds close to the Earth,
Rumbling tires, plowing new paths
In the blanket.
Crytaline silence, broken
Only
By ghosts of wind
Chilled to the bone.
December waves, waiting to be greeted.

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