The cold wind stung my face
and made my fingers numb,
but there,
bathed in the warmth of the afternoon sun,
a row of brownstones
looked aglow.
and made my fingers numb,
but there,
bathed in the warmth of the afternoon sun,
a row of brownstones
looked aglow.
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