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Your shoulder, alive,
Slightly felt through winter sleeves,
Warming everything.
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Thief In The Night
To the thief in the night that took and replicated what once was mine: Honestly, I feel kind of bad for you. It’s funny, because we hardly know each other. I only know of you through the magazines you’ve written and the broadcasts you have televised in the past — as well as through the public mentions of you from your show business connections there.
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Love the image perfect. WOW. COOL
I feel the warmth! Well done, Hannah.
What a uniquely touching haiku. Beautiful!
that's a great kind of warmth!
Loved reading this!
Ding ding! And the winning entry is... deftly writ Mrs Moore!
Awww, so sweet. Loved your poem!
Oh, this is lovely and warm in the very best way, Hannah! Good luck on the challenge!
Damn you Ms Moore with your golden touch for sublime poetry. Love this.
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