silence I wake at dawn
my window empty mist
leaves were gone now
collected by plant near
grass cower cold breeze
light post stand still
watching me for years
my hundred horse waiting
for my command flip of key
frost hugging my windshield
critters dig deeper; shelter
am listening my ringing ears
I hear you reading my mind
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