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Snow Prison

By Mistress Of Word Play  (booksie.com)

Regarding the earth stretched out so frigidly void of all its loveliness I am not capable of believing there once grew roses in the now barren ground.

Poetry | Updated Jan 29, 2010 | Reads: 1 | Comments: 30 | Likes: 19
Tags: Poetry,Memory,Snow,Winter,Isolation,Dreaming,Vagabound,Beauty,Cold

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