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Apr 2015
The cold wind bites

It lets me know

I do not belong up here

I am not a tree, tall
Though I am.

I think, perhaps, I am not hardy enough,
Not uncomplaining enough

I am only a visitor,

Tem-po-rar-y

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me gs  Wisco
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   Chris and Cecil Miller
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