Cold

Wind blows slow and wind blows clear

I can hear it, very clear

Wind blows hard and wind blows dust

I can smell the moist and rust

And it rains in shouts of thunder

But I walk the streets in wonder

And I think and overstress

Over simple nothingness.

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