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Jun 2022
You said your burden was too heavy
as we trudged through the
deep December snow
you had to lay it down now
the winds were too high
too harsh
too cold
I didn’t see you go
I was too busy trudging through
my own deep December snow.
Written by
Frances Raeburn  F/London
(F/London)   
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