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Aug 2016
The leaves frost over
The rabid cold bites skin
It's mid August
But the sun has no power here
Gray and blue haunt us
Frozen slabs of granite
Each breathe perilous
The earth gives way to darkness
Hibernation
In winter never ending
The ice ceases beating
The plants dry and wither
Sooner or later
All succumbs to winter
Stephen Norton
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Stephen Norton  32/M/Massaschusetts
(32/M/Massaschusetts)   
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   Dana Colgan
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