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Dec 2015
The snow so white
Lays on the ground
Falling gently
Without a sound

My winter boots
They trudge with me
Through snowy roads
And icy streets

The world is cold
And I am too
Days after blizzards
Are not ones that I rue

Back at my doorstep
My walk has come to an end
I hope to come out soon
And go walk again
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   ---, Woody, Dead lover and Samuel Hesed
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