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  • The ending of autumn
    Sends my spirits low;
    Memories of cold and ice
    Prompt a burrow into the crinkly darkness.

    Aloneness and loneliness
    Battle for dominance in me.
    They reverberate in my heart
    My brain revs its engine in response.

    Work work work
    Sleep sleep sleep
    Work work work
    Write write write
    Drive me through winter.

    Until the spring sprouts my mood once again.
    And I seek out cavorting and feathered spirits.

    With a good heart, I shake your hand... A Lakota blessing.
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