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Selected writings by: Pamela A. Lamppa
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Wednesday, February 25, 2015
Winter
Gray sky circles,
spins wind between
swirling flakes
and icy earth.
Mourning is distant
behind washed edges
while morning sun
pretends light.
Black and white
distort color
and blend
as one.
Pamela A. Lamppa
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