January 17, 2011
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At this time,
The flowers won’t grow,
The trees will stay bare,
The weather,
-it’s still cold, bitter, lifeless,

I doubt the sun will come back,
It doesn’t even stop by for a quick visit anymore.
I doubt the grass will ever be green again,
I doubt these clouds will part,
I doubt school will ever end.

At this time,
We are all stuck in a never-ending February

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