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Thousands, thousands the snow flakes

Thousands, thousands
The snow flakes
A block of ice in my eave
Water running
A humid sweaty summer day
Mice and bugs invading my house
Can you see the shapes of G?

:- Doug.

Published in: Conversations | on January 18th, 2014 | No Comments »

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