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May 2
The morning snow falling
silently. The children

are absorbed in their play.
The house is murmuring

and sighing. The dad with
the noisy mind lives in

his own world.
Michael Rudelich
Written by
Michael Rudelich  M/cave dweller
(M/cave dweller)   
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