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Feb 2021
Distance.

the trees are sheathed in snow,
the sun
is hidden in the clouds, and smiles come across the miles
to brighten my day, You are far yet near, an ocean apart,
and time to allow. Lost in a gaze of blue, the sky brings it all anew.
Wind whispers to me, of the sea. I fear to step in the water,
fore the swiftness of the high tide may envelope me.
by DS
February 20th 2021
Lyn Stebbins
Written by
Lyn Stebbins  70/F/Iowa
(70/F/Iowa)   
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