the days grow short
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The spinning skater draws in her arms
and speeds her spin to a blur.
The mile thick ice on the great lakes
18.000 years ago
now melts at the poles.
The Earth pulls in her icy arms.
The day that was once long
grows short and hot
like the temper of man.
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The spinning skater draws in her arms
and speeds her spin to a blur.
The mile thick ice on the great lakes
18.000 years ago
now melts at the poles.
The Earth pulls in her icy arms.
The day that was once long
grows short and hot
like the temper of man.