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January funeral

Hang your heads in shame and sorrow you Snowdrops, gorging on the frozen sun. He is dead. And tomorrow turns a lesser world, its iron heart oblivious to your mis-timed gaiety. Waving about, white traitors, your joy is only surrender to a moment of light in a dark place

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Date: 4/12/2019 1:42:00 PM
The grief expressed in this poignant poem is palpable. Excellent Catherine. Congratulations on having it featured. Aloha, Connie
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