PEF (PEF)

(7 April 1965 / Ghent (B))

Three Years Without Winter


Spring
Summer
Autumn

Spring
Summe r
Autumn

Spring
Summer
Autumn

Spring
Summer
Autumn

written February 1996.

Submitted: Sunday, June 15, 2008
Edited: Sunday, June 15, 2008

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  • Annie Grant (9/15/2012 1:35:00 AM)

    i dont think this dylan courtney should be so rude! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! some ones put a lot of effort into that! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! please like this if you agree (Report) Reply

  • Dylan Courtney (12/10/2008 12:38:00 PM)

    this is a terrible poem and i just think that you should have put more thought into and made it not so horrible (Report) Reply

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