hush
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I look in the mirror of the year and see him behind me.
January started with a ring. White, blue, me, you.
Curled together and sprinkled with glittering gems.
As the snow melted I took courses in depression and numbness,
Listen to the Water
Listen to the Sun
Listen to the Sand
They're all so grand
The swishing whish of Water
The beating heart of Sun
The whispering shh of Sand
as one