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FANTASY IN THE CHILL OF A PALE GRAY DAY

 The sky is such light gray we do not know

where the snow ends and the sky begins.

Imagine walking through snow

and gradually ascending until

we seamlessly enter the sky.

There we would find

fields of white until at last

we walk through clouds

into sunshine and stand in

a field of cornflowers, buttercups.

A door will open,

letting in cold air

lowering us to the chill

of this pale, gray day.