Cold Gray World

Hands in your pockets, gripped tight on reality. 
Heavy, wool scarf wrapped around the face. 
Misty eyes barely visible. 
A layer of frost on the coat helps complete the ensemble.

Uneven breaths form thin clouds.
The cold, gray world seems distant. 
Unable to find yourself while standing in the crowd. 
Church bells ring hollow. 

“Reach out if you need anything.”
When you can barely lift a finger.
How to keep moving.
When the world has left you frozen. 

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