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Snow Need to Rush
I watched my breath form a small white cloud as it puffed out of my lips and dissipated before my eyes. I rubbed my hands together, blowing into them with the precious bit of warm air that remained in my lungs. My leg bounced as I stared into the cold dark world beyond the windows of my truck as they remained partially fogged up.
By Donna Fox (HKB)5 days ago in Fiction
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Nifty haiku about your stalker
I'm not sure what's going on here... but I've brought the popcorn!! 🍿 💜
I doubt this very much.
Ahhh, you made a Haiku out of your situation! Stalker alert!