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O, where have you gone? Is your weather warm or cold as a winter day? This winter is long each day each hour becomes an icy song. I do not resist or struggle with the cold. My fevered brain waits calmly for Spring again. © 1966, Sugarpie Rabbit | and in end of a spring © 1971, Sugarpie Rabbit Also here Next The Odyssey of the Peerless Idiot Back In the Face of Love: The Book of the Beloved SPR © 14 February 2007, Sugarpie Rabbit
O, where have you gone? Is your weather warm or cold as a winter day? This winter is long each day each hour becomes an icy song. I do not resist or struggle with the cold. My fevered brain waits calmly for Spring again.
© 1966, Sugarpie Rabbit | and in end of a spring © 1971, Sugarpie Rabbit Also here Next The Odyssey of the Peerless Idiot Back In the Face of Love: The Book of the Beloved SPR © 14 February 2007, Sugarpie Rabbit