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by Bret Higgins Nov 20, 2007
Nature, environment /
My world is monochrome and bleak.
A blanching carpet of bitter water.
A blanket that doesnâ€™t warm.
The sky forms faces of discord
Grimaces of frostbite,
Add to my lament.
But come spring Iâ€™ll be reborn
Rejuvenated by the thaw,
Like a phoenix from the ice.Bret Higgins 11-20-07