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Feb 2014
The face of the cold looks a little different, a bit harsh.
The only smile that shows is one for hope of the sun
In time, in subtlety, both pale and tense.
Be sure to return the same smile back, give some common hope.
One day, yes, one day, the sun will brighten our faces,
I Promise.
Amanda Fletcher
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Amanda Fletcher  California
(California)   
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   CA Guilfoyle and Erenn
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