Home, alone In the silence that isn’t quiet: Clock ticking, heat pump rattling Snow melt dripping incessantly off laden eaves. Home, alone With fears of what might be, When unwelcome news Seeps into my life – noiselessly.
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Home, alone In the silence that isn’t quiet: Clock ticking, heat pump rattling Snow melt dripping incessantly off laden eaves. Home, alone With fears of what might be, When unwelcome news Seeps into my life – noiselessly.
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