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Dec 2020
Catch rays with
your oven mit

Turn your speckled
face to the sky

Dance, hop, turn around,
watching your shadows with delight.

Old Grampa Winter
haunted us too long

Now in spring
we can look at Father Sun.
Written by
Kayla  18/F/Unimportant
(18/F/Unimportant)   
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   Mindy Lynn
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