In the darkness and the snow, the street is emptyand it is just the night, the ice and me. — Miriam Joy, Crossroads Poetry
In the darkness and the snow, the street is emptyand it is just the night, the ice and me. — Miriam Joy, Crossroads Poetry
In the darkness and the snow, the street is emptyand it is just the night, the ice and me. — Miriam Joy, Crossroads Poetry
In the darkness and the snow, the street is emptyand it is just the night, the ice and me. — Miriam Joy, Crossroads Poetry
In the darkness and the snow, the street is emptyand it is just the night, the ice and me. — Miriam Joy, Crossroads Poetry
In the darkness and the snow, the street is emptyand it is just the night, the ice and me. — Miriam Joy, Crossroads Poetry
In the darkness and the snow, the street is emptyand it is just the night, the ice and me. — Miriam Joy, Crossroads Poetry
In the darkness and the snow, the street is emptyand it is just the night, the ice and me. — Miriam Joy, Crossroads Poetry
In the darkness and the snow, the street is emptyand it is just the night, the ice and me. — Miriam Joy, Crossroads Poetry
In the darkness and the snow, the street is emptyand it is just the night, the ice and me. — Miriam Joy, Crossroads Poetry
In the darkness and the snow, the street is emptyand it is just the night, the ice and me. — Miriam Joy, Crossroads Poetry
In the darkness and the snow, the street is emptyand it is just the night, the ice and me. — Miriam Joy, Crossroads Poetry
In the darkness and the snow, the street is emptyand it is just the night, the ice and me. — Miriam Joy, Crossroads Poetry
In the darkness and the snow, the street is emptyand it is just the night, the ice and me. — Miriam Joy, Crossroads Poetry
In the darkness and the snow, the street is emptyand it is just the night, the ice and me. — Miriam Joy, Crossroads Poetry
In the darkness and the snow, the street is emptyand it is just the night, the ice and me. — Miriam Joy, Crossroads Poetry
In the darkness and the snow, the street is emptyand it is just the night, the ice and me. — Miriam Joy, Crossroads Poetry
In the darkness and the snow, the street is emptyand it is just the night, the ice and me. — Miriam Joy, Crossroads Poetry
In the darkness and the snow, the street is emptyand it is just the night, the ice and me. — Miriam Joy, Crossroads Poetry
In the darkness and the snow, the street is emptyand it is just the night, the ice and me. — Miriam Joy, Crossroads Poetry
In the darkness and the snow, the street is emptyand it is just the night, the ice and me. — Miriam Joy, Crossroads Poetry
In the darkness and the snow, the street is emptyand it is just the night, the ice and me. — Miriam Joy, Crossroads Poetry
In the darkness and the snow, the street is emptyand it is just the night, the ice and me. — Miriam Joy, Crossroads Poetry
In the darkness and the snow, the street is emptyand it is just the night, the ice and me. — Miriam Joy, Crossroads Poetry
In the darkness and the snow, the street is emptyand it is just the night, the ice and me. — Miriam Joy, Crossroads Poetry
In the darkness and the snow, the street is emptyand it is just the night, the ice and me. — Miriam Joy, Crossroads Poetry
In the darkness and the snow, the street is emptyand it is just the night, the ice and me. — Miriam Joy, Crossroads Poetry
In the darkness and the snow, the street is emptyand it is just the night, the ice and me. — Miriam Joy, Crossroads Poetry
In the darkness and the snow, the street is emptyand it is just the night, the ice and me. — Miriam Joy, Crossroads Poetry
In the darkness and the snow, the street is emptyand it is just the night, the ice and me. — Miriam Joy, Crossroads Poetry
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In the darkness and the snow, the street is emptyand it is just the night, the ice and me.

— Miriam Joy, Crossroads Poetry
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