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Feb 2011
Happiest is the Robin,
during the wintertime.
When it comes, gracefully
it leaves; memories are summer

Summer is the timid fox
in the midst of the sun
The time comes, he's gone
horribly. You'll always forget

Listen to the robin sing,
on the cold winter days
Never mind the fox
Standing in the way of light.
Hank Roberts
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Hank Roberts  30/M/Portland
(30/M/Portland)   
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