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Winter’s Other

Lushly, thicklya polar bear hibernatesunder our infinite skies,  in our midst:bristling white visiting behemoth. From my tiny pane,I see its heavylugubrious breathing see its lungs, and firrise and fall in branch and mindand rise again.

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