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Do you still remember
The December’s foggy freeze —
when the ice that
clings on to your beard was
screaming agony.
And you snatch your rattling last breaths
with deep-sea-diver sounds,
and the flowers bloom like
madness in the spring.

[derllak]

Egads, Nully! You write that? :P

I’m never out in the cold long enough for ice to cling to my beard. :)