twisting, turning,
ice decorated roads going.
fast
as a snail glancing
mother white knuckles
repeating
"I'd rather arrive alive."
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snowy nachos,
neighbors, &
indie movies.
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The sun shined bright that weekend
as the ocean kissed the San Francisco
shore.
Glimmers of light bounced from
the waves
illuminating
the city's glass
and brightening the blue
hearts of the people below.
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