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Jan 2020
The leaves
won’t bud
until the tree
is stark.

The sun
only dawns
after the dark.

Lobsters
won’t grow
until they discard
their shells.

The babe
can’t be born
until it leaves
the womb,
which it dwells.
sandra wyllie
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sandra wyllie  56/F
(56/F)   
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       ---, Carlo C Gomez, Joey and Whit Howland
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