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Snow Angels
Glissading naked down a snowbank near our cabin,
we tumble together, fully aware of our brokenness.
Rising slowly from the snow we know we’ll be sore tomorrow.
Then we laugh at our snow angels in hot in anticipation of their joining.
we tumble together, fully aware of our brokenness.
Rising slowly from the snow we know we’ll be sore tomorrow.
Then we laugh at our snow angels in hot in anticipation of their joining.
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