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A changeling spirit,
constantly evolving,
revolving around an inner core,
spinning forth legend and lore,
stories and lives
as I come to grips
with who and what I am,
have been and may be.
I am a phoenix:
rising ever above and beyond!

February 29th

Watery morning sun--
rudely awakened,
lashing every branch
with red-tinged hue.
Eighteen degrees--
ice cackling,
fueling the roar of Wintry wind.
White pines sway--
joints creaking,
yet cardinals sleep unconcerned.
February flees
on haughty flanks--
leaping headlong into
the March of the storm.

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