Tag Archives: March 2017

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. Fragile heat, March sun Morning frost fizzle melt   Spring threads of creeper –  sprung, in Lip of light and shadow play ≈ .   F i z z z z z z l e s of morning frost ≈≈≈ Now playing: … Continue reading

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