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SKIING ON THE LAST DAY OF SNOW |
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THE MAN WITH THE SKELETON BELT BUCKLE |
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| TOBOGGAN
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Night is smoky charcoal
through which we can see.
Snow tries to give off light
from the earth's crust.
Jake and I are on a hill
on a wooden toboggan.
We fling ourselves whee down,
Too fast. I want
a smaller hill like
the one at school.
The lengthy weak-m
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from Forever the Last Time
Wolsak & Wynn
2004
Copyright © Jim Slominski
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