314: Frost

I like the frost.

I like the way it creeps across the world,

like a blanket of shimmering light.

It catches in the glow of lamps

and gleams and glimmers

like a thousand stars

on a darkened sky.

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Written by: Katrine Hjulstad

Instagram: @katrinehjulstad

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