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A Redfern Winter
herdinator

the trees are bare

wet leaves

line the streets

naked trees

the birds ignore

brown vein leaves

washed up

debres across

a colden shore

reminates of life

dried skin that flakes

bare trees

shivereen

unlike the proud one

outside my window

an evergreen.


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