On our walk to class I ask you
if I'd left without my coat
You say yes and I realize
it's not actually that
cold out and I'm fine
in this sweater
You hug me
before we get into
different elevators
going to the same place
There are music stands
poking out of the snow and I
pull one out but it is bulky
so I put it back and leave the rest
half-buried
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