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Winter Lake Silently, snow falls on frozen lake. No loon calls echo there. Pewter skies await the night winds rake winter’s blight while Life waits patiently. Storms will cease light and warmth increase. Cold peace will be shattered on the lake. From this I take much hope. |
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Publisher in The River Reporter, Narrowsburgh, NY
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