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Nov 2020
the coldest winter
thoughts are splintered
and people are shards
of fallen cards

This will be
the longest day
as numbers are counted
heads are mounted

This will be
the loneliest season
none can reason
instead of spreading cheer
we’re only spreading fear
sandra wyllie
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sandra wyllie  60/F/Boston
(60/F/Boston)   
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     ---, Cory Bauer and Bogdan Dragos
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