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Aug 2011
I dream of snow - dreaming of whispers -
colliding and beading on the glass;
and the dissipation of dew
from the weeds that grew
in the cracks of my window.
Drew Brinckerhoff
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Drew Brinckerhoff
   Kira, Kelly Anne and Anna
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