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A Lone Dove
- Briana, The Magical Blue Dragon
- Feb 7
- 1 min read
a lone dove
on frosted grass.
a single mourner
of winter's passing.
ready for spring's bounty
brought by the thawing sun.
Written on 2/25/24
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