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Spring lament
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Saturday slow down
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Baby it’s cold outside
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Winter’s cat
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December 1st
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Blowing snow
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Cabin fever
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Cabin fever
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They’re baaaaaack
The sound of sobs Wakes me again Without a doubt Signifying my old friend They come any hour Of day or night Caring very little If they’re a welcome sight Bringing sore eyes A cough, headache, and groan Why can’t they just Leave us all alone? I’ve told them before, I’ll tell them again With…
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I haven’t been as good at posting everyday lately. It seems time has sped up on me again, stealing the breath from my chest as it runs away, like a mugger with a purse, while I look on helplessly. I cling to the edges of the day, waking at one, then two, then three, thinking…