Sunday, December 10, 2017

Tumbling Flakes Comments

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They're forming bleak here on the brink of yet another winter,
where down I sink, I drift, I crumble and I whither.
Sitting here I try to clear what I call my mind,
but past the brink I can't but think
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Samuel Richard Leonard
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