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It’s quiet now,
time seems to have slowed,
become soft in light, its touch,
in the passing of a silent, cold night.
Its breath of icy clarity reveals a vista,
unravels before you as the rays of dawn,
smoothing creases in its singular able way,
lets the light warm your frozen bones.