there are two sides ...
to every coin
pelting rain and furious winds
create crystal coated prisms
luminous, tinkling
shattering
holiday delights,
disguised saccharine layers
of cozy nostalgia,
bequeath blurred thoughts and
peevish indispositions
true recognition,
so rare yet familiar,
that empathic voice and touch
breach our defenses
until
we're
split wide open
create crystal coated prisms
luminous, tinkling
shattering
holiday delights,
disguised saccharine layers
of cozy nostalgia,
bequeath blurred thoughts and
peevish indispositions
true recognition,
so rare yet familiar,
that empathic voice and touch
breach our defenses
until
we're
split wide open
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