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Cold Blooded

COLD BLOODED Summer grows old cold-blooded tree’s scant leafless twigs bend and break creek and whither Anaemic the suns pathetic rise and fall so soon the rainplunge of icedew sickens to greysludge gloom Winter takes hold cold-blooded labouring storms iceflesh to bone sallow and shrunken we faceforce doom © Kim van Breda—29 September 2015

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Date: 9/30/2015 12:28:00 AM
Excellent. Well penned. Enjoyed reading it. Thanks for sharing it.
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Kim Van Breda
Date: 9/30/2015 2:48:00 PM
Thank you for visiting and your uplifting comment Ravi. Appreciate it ~~X~~

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