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Feb. 7th, 2009 01:06 pmIn the first half of February, I have my windows in my computer room open to the screens to let in the fresh breezes that smell of returning life.
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Wind chimes over snow
Whisper, sweet, of coming Spring
Not yet, not yet; soon
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Wind chimes over snow
Whisper, sweet, of coming Spring
Not yet, not yet; soon