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Monday, December 16, 2013

DEATH SONG #2


the clouds
are heavy
with snow,
the flowers
frozen on
their stems,
and the
silent, ancient
glaciers
no longer thaw.
This might
be the harshest
winter in
memory.
or possibly 
death.


Posted by Daniel Tricarico at 1:56 PM
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