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Classic and Contemporary Poetry
WHITEOUT, BOONDOCKS, IOWA, by RICK CHRISTMAN First Line: The cold saps the world of breath and the snow surrounds us, closes in Last Line: Hard, complete, sundered, like logs between the axe Subject(s): Driving And Drivers; Travel; Trucks And Trucking | |||
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