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081211
MY CRY
help help help me,
help me—who?
how how how—
I have no clue
lost lost lost,
I cry to you
THE VERY BEST
The card we send
this Christmas season
may look familiar,
and there’s a reason.
Why search for cards
(or friends) more dear
than those we love,
already here?
HARD TIMES
delivering last year’s
leftover Christmas cards
at this year's visits
[Hard times snowballing at Christmas; there has to be another poem there somewhere. ]
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