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Kunama 1971


Winter


Across the barren wilderness echoed a lonely robin's speech
Wanting the lovely summer which is from its reach.
The bare, thin arms of some gums reached lonely upwards
While across the deserted fields the blizzardous winds roarded.
Snow silently and quickly fell like steady rain
Till it covered all the rocky terrain
All was still and quiet as the moon beamed down,
Illuminating the world like a crown.


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