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Nov 2014
Frost
creeping along the window
pane
that trails along with spidery crystal
hands
and blooms on the glass the
same
way she captured my fascination
until
I realized that I was the glass and
she
aimed to smother, to obscure, all other
views.
I got to stop writing about you--
darling iridescence
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darling iridescence  delaware
(delaware)   
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   ---, ---, r, --- and Harley Hucof
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