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Dec 2012
Washington's damp. The wood's soft and the trees
seem like they're just waking from some cosmic hibernation.
The water's cold and the sound is silent, minus the lapping water
as it comes to shore,
whispering good mornings.
Rosie Ninesling
Written by
Rosie Ninesling  America
(America)   
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   Danielle Rose and liv
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