Wednesday Feb 04, 2004

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the streets are empty every day on my walk home.

the refrozen, melted snow reflects the street lights like a sea of glass at sunset

nature obscures the man-made world around me, maybe to be ironic

-j
troglodyte:
If that was suppose to be a haiku, you got the syllables wrong.
saritalr:
I was enjoying the refrozen snow as well. You can almost walk on it without the top layer of ice cracking. Keep in mind i'm from the south so snow is sort of a novelty for me. But there is no better sound than footsteps in the snow. Well maybe a few sounds that are equally as good, but none better~

namaste

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