Monday, April 11, 2005

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Rating: 3.4

that magic smell of
burnt wood
hangs over the antiseptic snow
as we walk and pull our sleds
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Adryan Barnathan
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Duncan Wyllie 17 May 2006

Saved by a loving keeper and a wonderful poet 10 from, me Love duncan

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Michael Gale 15 March 2006

Poor frostbitten fridged pooch. Nicely done poem. Best regards-Mike Gale.

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Max Reif 23 August 2005

I feel so much fun in this!

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Mary Nagy 11 April 2005

Can almost feel the freeze.............Nicely done. Sincerely, Mary

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