Exactly ten years ago, I...
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Jerry Friedman
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River Snow
A thousand mountains—no birds flying over.
A myriad paths—human footprints are covered.
Solitary boat—an old, straw-cloaked man
Alone, fishes the cold, snowy river.
A myriad paths—human footprints are covered.
Solitary boat—an old, straw-cloaked man
Alone, fishes the cold, snowy river.
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