Saturday, September 23, 2006

Death In Winter Comments

Rating: 5.0

Every time I breath,
my breath appears before me.
Trees are left barren,
with no one to appreciate them.
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wendy zhou
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Sandra Fowler 24 September 2006

Praise for your winter poem, Very eloquent.but also very sad. Kindest regards, Sandra

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