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Dec 2017
Winter is that time of year
When the sky's tears freeze to the fears
Of the cold air that they fall through.
Winter is that time of year
When my heart becomes cold and bitter
Waiting on spring to melt and bloom it.
Winter is that time of year
When the rivers and lakes freeze
And my legs shake with unease
Winter is that time of year.
I hate to say it , but winter is not my favorite time of the year. Sorry, Christmas lovers!
Jácquêline Lewis
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Jácquêline Lewis  14/MTF/Racine, WI
(14/MTF/Racine, WI)   
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