another year.
another winter.
i pull the collar up
as the wind blows.
i button it to my chin.
i dig my hands deep
into the pockets.
it's been a good coat.
a good friend.
i like to walk in it
when the moon is full,
when i need to think,
when i need to decide
on something
that will change my life
forever.
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