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The air is so cold
I could punch and shatter it
a taste of winter
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by Scooj
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The air is so cold
I could punch and shatter it
a taste of winter
.
by Scooj
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Covid negative
nothing like influenza
a cold’s still a cold
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by Scooj
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Cold frosty morning
clear, cerulean blue skies
fleeting reversion
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by Scooj
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Diamond encrusted
grass tips, fallen leaves glisten
day melts the moment
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by Scooj
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Chilly sleet showers
warn us of winter to come
dreaming of summer
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by Scooj
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Winter’s arrival
on message and read the script
mild interrupted
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by Scooj

This gorgeous Christmas treat from Ceus brings him back to a wall that he is really rather fond of, and one which is where I first became aware of his fine writing. There appears to be a Battle Royale going on with the warm and cold colour selections used in the piece, producing a stunning effect.

Ceus has settled into a great rhythm with his graffiti writing in Bristol, and he is fast establishing himself within the community. I love it that we have such a vibrant overseas community of artists in Bristol, adding a multicultural layer to the already enormous spectrum of street art that we are privileged to see here
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We are reminded
after months of warm weather
what freezing feels like
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by Scooj
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I exhale gently
fleeting misty cloud, droplets
winter approaches
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by Scooj
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Under the weather
post lockdown immunity
just not up to scratch
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by Scooj