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Poem – Beginning of a Season in Hell
I am petrified, The walls surrounding me Reaching towards Heaven and Hell Thoughts consumed, Turn towards the past What I had and lost and what I gave up I see her image, Like I remember Her warm touch, Her warm tears upon my cheek A deep voice to protect me Further back I travel to…
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Frosty Start
The first morning where the ice scrapper was necessary, provided a nice slap in the face and a reminder that this is Minnesota, I should have soaked up the 70 degree days more than I did.