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WHITE NOISE
\nEarly morning March
\ndawn we
\nstep from the
\ntruck and
\ninto cold that
\nstabs lungs
\nand walk
\nsteady on
\ntight packed binding
\nsnow study
\nsigns treelines
\nspilling to
\nedges of fading
\nwhite noise.<\/p>\n
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