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Dancing on Frozen Beaver Ponds
Poetry and Images
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Creative Writing
Frost
Why do you write poetry?
Night Sky
In a dim-lit stainless steel room beside the furnace
The end again
Dangling
Wild roses bloom pink along the edge of a narrow stream
Bone China
Night Storm
Folk Dance
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