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Saturday, March 2, 2013

What bitterness
when coming spring
reminds only of
impending fall
The spark of fresh life
tasting of the burnt out ash
from long ago bonfires
Memories are the thinnest cloak
pretending to keep out the chill
yet ultimately unable
The crocus pushes frozen earth aside
and the failing heart cracks
like hoarfrost

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