Twenty Eight Days

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Photo credit: Scott Cain

With dreams of vacation in the most desolate places
January’s glimmer gives way to a new rite of Purification 
Though I never could consider her as dismal March 
It is all she has to look forward to. 
When frozen mud rules 
I like W. Ethelbert must work to survive. 

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