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rafael de almeida
the raw winter air
reddened cheeks
and numbed fingertips.
the day seemed greyer,
for his world had collapsed.
seeking refuge in immediate reality,
he was too bothered by it all.
everything was intensified:
the cold, the tired, the hurt--
he was too bothered by this all.
the bus came and forth he went--
and that was all.