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Dec 2013
left for the cold wind
the dying embers on my lips still linger
in the distance you created
displayed by the ashes that you used
to paint my face
the last portrait before you embark
through the white layers
of sharp december snow
Kassel D
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Kassel D  Ontario, Canada
(Ontario, Canada)   
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