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Aug 2010
Swirling
through the fresh snowflakes
of my mind;

feeling
warm and sociable
in the taverns
of my contented heart -

I embrace this winter's day
as a benevolent gift selected
from Your inexhaustable
chest of treasures.
Written by
john oconnell
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