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That walkie-talkie cold poem

April Spring

By DarkosPublished 2 years ago 1 min read
by Ai edited by me he-he-ha-ha

Today the coldness is the worst the winter wasn't so bad compared to it

I almost can not take it with my whole being of it walking does almost hurt my bones no matter how many layers I have on it still gets into my whole I felt so good going out so comfortable and so all right but this coldness killed me not once it stops me from enjoying the time when I can just relax and take a time with no rush

balloons are up in the sky in the moody cloudy level trying to match the weather I truly have no idea from which skin and bones these humans are made it must be more than just terribly cold up on the way of the universe and I can't even watch them from this cold I can only turn back and walk to save me from being frozen in the April Spring walkie talk.

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Darkos

Alien

writing in the moment

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  • Ameer Bibi2 years ago

    You said true I also saw many women attending wedding ceremony in extreme fog, chilled weather but no single layers. May be they have special insulated skin 😂

  • Flamance @ lit.2 years ago

    Awesome poem I like it congratulations 🎉🎉

  • Babs Iverson2 years ago

    Lovely nature poem!!!💕❤️❤️

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