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Wednesday, November 16, 2005


   a poem of winter wind
A terrible winter has swept to my doorstep. An unwelcome visitor. Snowflakes tumbling sweet and tender untill they pile with their bretheren below. A horrid cold has captured my lungs, as I step into fridgid crisp air. A longing to curl beneath warm near stiffling blankets warding off another sunless day......
I feel the shame of hatred.

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