A new poem, expressly written in response to my own prompt of this week:
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A new poem, expressly written in response to my own prompt of this week:
SunWinks! 
cold, cold trudging…hope of spring thaw, so forgotten…
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Oh I feel like that today. Excellent poem!
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Sometimes the cold is not physical at all.
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It sounds like a dismal dream.
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