Snow covers everything in the silent street, from the rubbish in the gutter, to the cars iced up with sleet. The homeless man stumbles, and blows his fingers blue, where today to rest his head? He doesn’t know, do you?
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Nice poem, John.



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When God dyes everything In Black and White It's time we should know To keep our heads high Every dark place Will get its colors back When the spring slides in To heal all the cracks So will your heart If you can bear the cold Have faith in your soul No matter what you're told

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God said "let there be light." And there was light.
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Drifting solidarity Bittersweet scenes Cold reality
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A nice abstract description of the scene


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Dawn arrived Gingerly carrying Her white wicker basket Its contents Spilling over In pristine white crystals And in that moment The city was Once again Pure.
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I like that one!
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Čini se da učitavanje traje već neko vrijeme.
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