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As I am born
By ONEANDLONELY
The day turns to rain,
and the sky gray.
Clouds fold together;
the air becomes bitter.
Sheets of rain, turned to knives of sleet,
stab at the earth below.
And all the trees...
Stripped of their leaves...
Shiver.
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Copyright 2005 ONEANDLONELY
Published on Thursday, September 8, 2005.
Filed under: "Reflective" and
"Poetry"
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On Friday, June 15, 2007, NightDragon
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Very Cool!
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A former member wrote:
ooo...i loved this :) it brought a smiel to my face and made me pull my sweater over my shoulders. :)
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On Thursday, September 8, 2005, Fury
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Nice
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