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Classic and Contemporary Poetry
END OF SEASON, by JULIE GOLDMAN
First Line: Washed and dried, my laundry smells 'spring fresh,'
Last Line: Face up in a storage box that smells of cedar, like a casket
Subject(s): Laundry And Laundering; Seasons
First Line: Washed and dried, my laundry smells 'spring fresh,'
Last Line: Face up in a storage box that smells of cedar, like a casket
Subject(s): Laundry And Laundering; Seasons
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