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Oct 2016
Dark dreary days deepen depressed minds,
but light lifts loneliness
as the winter sun shines.

Warmth withers winter's wilting chill,
a feeling felt melting the marrow of your bones.
survival is a contest of will.

Desire suppressed.
Hibernate,
wait,
and hope for winter sun to show her face.
ryyan
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     Nandini and Doug Potter
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