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It Goes

cloudy skies
0 degrees
close those eyes
frozen breeze

starring bees
yellow jackets
wearing spring
tiny packets
stirring trees

Heart shaped boulders
Set in clover
Watching over
Someones shoulders

Wisps of linen
Wash line prose
Glowing rose
In a garden

Feel of moss
On bare toes
Nitrogen
Count to ten
Lose the frost
there it goes




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Written on 2016-01-27 at 00:26

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