the beat that my heart skipped
is spread out in the cold
i'm butter and you're bread,
the snow quietly said.
we are understated
we are tentative
what good can i do with warmth, nowadays?
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my name is rose. i take photos at rosekuo.org. i write. i collect thoughts here.
this place is for my notes on photography, poetry, prose, creations, discoveries, movement, daily, thoughts, and other rose-like things. some more things i find funny and/or impactful can be found @tigerose
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