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Mar 2010
tulips rise early
wind, like ice-shards to nose-hairs
future could be bleak
A haiku for the day, since I'm tired, can't write a big poem today.
Preston C Palmer
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Preston C Palmer  Minneapolis, MN
(Minneapolis, MN)   
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