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The Day After the Day Of

The sky sheds its tears. This morning is the morning of the day after

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SPRING

SPRING by Peter Brav   I’ve had enough of the white stuff Frigid, miserable bite stuff Bing Crosby, Danny Kaye, Rudolph light fluff If I wanted frozen hands and eyes If I wanted aching shovel backs If I wanted weather weather everywhere Meteorologists warning me of sights unseen Knocking traffic, sports and other chaos From […]

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