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Snow surrounds, the mood sedate
No beating heart, awaiting fate
The skies draw in, getting nearer
As the night becomes ever clearer
When the winds take control, arrogate
The fog finds its way to her side
Unafraid, she’s no reason to hide
She’ll just sit there, not wander
Or perhaps she’ll just ponder
Why this is the place, where she died
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Night Owl Poetry - Dorinda Duclos 
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Thank you, Anthony. 🙂 I’m sorry it took so long to reply. I found you in my spam!!
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This is really amazing!
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Thank you very much! And thanks for the follow! I’ve followed back. Look forward to reading your works!
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Likewise :”)
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I really enjoyed this! I have some poems up on my blog too! Have a great day
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Thank you 🙂
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Beautiful.
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Thank you very much, Dorna! 🙂
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(@–>–)
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Beautiful poem Dorinda! I love the flow of how you mix the words together to become one. Well done! 🙂
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Thank you very much!! 🙂
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It is my pleasure :). I value viewing someone else’s good work.
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Entertaining and interesting, Dorinda. You do have some very good talents with poetry!
Steve
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Thanks, Steve. I warned people earlier this year that they’ll be seeing different things from me, including a dark side. I was tired of it knocking (more like pounding) trying to come out lol
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A penny for her thoughts…
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I imagine she has quite a few, but we may never know them…
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A lot more to ponder about… lol!
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LOL
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😄
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