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How grey the skies that blow to freeze
And warms us with its winter’s breeze!
Upon the distant dreary land,
Leaves that dance, twirl, and spin,
Call to the heavens for little white treats
To nourish the land that craves sky’s teats.
And warms us with its winter’s breeze!
Upon the distant dreary land,
Leaves that dance, twirl, and spin,
Call to the heavens for little white treats
To nourish the land that craves sky’s teats.
Written on November 30, 2006.
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