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A Former Christmas Exquisite Queen of Hearts she is reluntant to venture beyond the bleak of winter's snow (flesh to flesh body to body), so she wavers in thin, icy air with plum pudding on leather seat of Bonanza. (arm rests decent to grip in turbulant sky), they curve through black foam clouds, the sun a cold mirror. Below them is Catskill Territory- all white hills now a runway is nestled close by... This woman is dancing through a death hoop, she's outlived herself and the past sifts through cerebral corridors of a warmer time, more enlivening, when at the Lake House behind cattails in August's jubilee, she snapped the perfect photo of suspended lilly pads.
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