tram ride
crowded people
breathing the winter air
Squashed and squished like eggs in a jar
daily
tram ride
crowded people
breathing the winter air
Squashed and squished like eggs in a jar
daily
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It occurred to me, that if someone in the northern hemisphere reads this poem, the idea of it being winter may take a moment to set in.
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Ha ha. Very true.
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