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Thursday, January 13, 2011
who goes there?
The chill of winter has taken up residence in my bones, I don't think I will ever be warm again.
But I say that every year.
An Just to remind myself what it was like......
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haiku, the rains of November
Every shade of gray painted with a cold, cold rain chill no coat can stop