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- Claire Bosnack
- Apr 7
- 1 min read
corporeal morning mercies,
all is new, all is new
trees shift into dormancy,
gone with old fruits, leaves, flowers
to kill
to purify
death is required for life
just as snow is required to fall
oh, how it falls,
the gracious dove
a reminder to all
that all can be redeemed
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