Midnight in SiberiaA Poem by James JacksonThe howling cold The perpetual emptiness This is what it must feel like The branches wave at me And I return the gesture Wondering if I brightened their day © 2014 James Jackson |
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Midnight in SiberiaA Poem by James JacksonThe howling cold The perpetual emptiness This is what it must feel like The branches wave at me And I return the gesture Wondering if I brightened their day © 2014 James Jackson |
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