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...or gone.
But winter on Sixth Avenue never changes.
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*George Herbert (1593 - 1633)
English clergyman & metaphysical poet
A My Private Coney project
Flash non-fiction, brief moments and old memories of a city and mother's emotional and physical real estate disappearing at the speed of heartbreak.