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Mar 2013
today, the winds blow cold
tomorrow the sun may shine warm on my face
exposing yet another line
just a small part of growing old
growing old,
but, hasn't that been the objective
michael t brice
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michael t brice  Riding the wind.
(Riding the wind.)   
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