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SpringChilly wings of white linger and light and bite / the frost found wound around her fingers / as she unfurls her curls her leaves

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Mar 25, 2013

nowhere to be foundIn tandem we took the jump- / Just you and me. / We weren't falling-- we were flying

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Sep 16, 2012

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