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Dec 2018
all are so cold to me now:
  
EMPTY SHEETS of paper
with nothing more to say
  
EMPTY SHEETS of ice
still covering the bay
  
and
  
EMPTY SHEETS of linen
where you used to lay.
  
(19980208)
LEE SCHULTHEISS
Written by
LEE SCHULTHEISS  M/MICHIGAN, USA
(M/MICHIGAN, USA)   
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