Posts by Michael Clegg
The snow lies- glacial, in a tiredness of season, yet lingers
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The snow lies- glacial, in a tiredness of season, yet lingers as a dying hand might clasp the last dawn. Springs birds are eagerly aloft, searching an...
The snow lies- glacial, in a tiredness of season, yet lingers as a dying hand might clasp the last dawn. Springs birds are eagerly aloft, searching an...
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