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The Finisher

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I am the finisher
J.F., Mama J. and Jason run ahead
I never like the warmth of the baking sun
Within me lies the longest night
I wait for the frigid cold
Clouds crowd around as my time arrives
Snow fills the pores of the frozen earth
Only I remain
The middle of winter is where I lay
I end the year
My neighbor begins another
I am the Finisher, and this is…
The End





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