Maria O'Connor Poems

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1.
Which Me Am I?

I'm not always the same,
I change from hour to hour.
The change is almost instant,
Yet only if you are looking.
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2.
Winter Death

Cold.
Gnawing, biting, silent cold.
Creeping in among the world.
Driving the life away.
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3.
The Walk

I walk outside through the frigid air,
Watching people rushing everywhere.
Everyone has their eyes turned down.
I'm alone in looking around.
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