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This winter has been a mild one, snow melted away by noon no heavy gusts toppled elms or cracked cottonwoods-they passed by as if I were in a train watching them from the window, rushing through-everyone around me speaking a foreign language, traveling away from what is broken leaving landscapes of war, people starving, refugees waving for us to help them, homes they once loved in and slept and ate in bombed to rubble. Read the first page
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These are the most frequently used words in this book.
across
again
air
another
arms
arrives
away
banks
behind
beneath
between
birds
black
blue
books
bosque
branches
breath
breeze
broken
brown
brush
butterflies
cottonwoods
creek
dance
day
dirt
ditch
down
dream
earth
eyes
feathers
field
forest
friends
geese
grass
green
hands
hawk
heads
heart
heron
last
later
leaves
left
legs
let
life
line
long
love
mallards
moon
morning
mountain
new
night
open
pass
path
people
plum
pray
reach
red
return
right
river
rocks
roots
run
sage
see
shadows
shoulder
side
sing
sky
small
spirit
spring
stone
sun
take
times
trees
trunks
two
walk
water
white
wild
words
world
years
yellow
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