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Coldfront (Free verse) by klosterfobik

A southern sojourn of a northern wind, hastens downward searching late autumn again. To benumb November's hope - to declare December's lies. Comes unbending to trouble frostproof skies. Gladly returns so far south to deliver a sharp glacial shiver, through mild cloudless slendor of young guiltless lovers. To quickly coldly render warm dreams of you to winter.

horus8 14-Sep-04/11:43 PM
Just thought I'd come by and say hi motherfucker,
"hi motherfucker".




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