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Nothing Stirs In Newly Fallen Snow

Wash The Bowl

Dec 26, 2017Arts

  Each foot vanishes in newly fallen snow only to reappear as I exchange left for right. Nothing stirs. Birds and squirrels normally scampering and chirping on the edges of my walk, have disappeared. Swinging arms a...

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