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Winter; poem

By: Mike Stevens

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Winter

 

Barren landscape tells of destitute souls

Dark sky, darker thoughts

Snow, cold rain, rule from on high

The sun is banished, everything is quiet

Nothing seems possible, everything’s down

Perpetually cold, perpetually alone

Look to spring to refill your sails

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