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In the Wood

IN THE WOOD The hiss of wind in the knee-deep wood The whiteness-buried forest floor: Here winter reigns - its understood. My soul’ s renewed : I can restore. And burned-out spirit, now released, Finds in snow a tree-bound peace

Copyright © | Year Posted 2010




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Date: 12/6/2010 11:13:00 AM
the whisper of the wind, in my ear. time to go back in , i fear.
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