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Times Of Year
LB ( / Yorkshire)

Times Of Year

Poem By Lucy Brown

i float like the morning winter breeze
bitter and cold,
distroying whats little left of summer.

but then the spring will come and end my reign,
new growth shall conquer me.
the distroyer, distroyed.

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