This poem describes a feeling of involuntary isolation whether that is found in nature or in relationships, the result is the same.
Written 9.12.2008
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the day gets brighter the sky gets a little lighter
but still i feel the pressure of the weight bearing down
on my shoulders sore from shoveling snow and ice.
clouds cover the horizon like snow banked against
a one-room cabin stacked all the way around.
by Jefferson Brian Holbrook
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