Winters are starting to feel 
like the ultimate deja vu 
now that I am older.  
Because white is white 
and cold is cold.  
And I can't hold onto the idea 
that this weather is enjoyable.  
Mostly the cold is just painful.  
I have written about this before, 
the ultimate 'been there-done that'. 
I write in the circle of the seasons. 


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