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Oh wind of hazardous nature and doleful misty raindrops Whipped against my face, What a contradiction thou art. You cause such painful lashings against my skin, and yet The leaves dance gaily in thy wake.
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Feb 16, 2013
Feb 16, 2013 at 3:37 AM UTC
To the Wind on a Gloomy Afternoon in Late January.
Oh wind of hazardous nature and doleful misty raindrops Whipped against my face, What a contradiction thou art. You cause such painful lashings against my skin, and yet The leaves dance gaily in thy wake.
marisa-kinnell
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Feb 16, 2013
Feb 16, 2013 at 3:37 AM UTC
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