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Fun with Alliteration: 'W'

by iamerica

White in the face, I Wonder, from Where Did all this stress and Worry come? My hands start to Wrinkle, Wrung together too tight, The winter wind having made them cold and dry. So I sit Waiting, Weeping, and Wondering why I hadn't Wished for warmth before 3/1/2013
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