New Clothing
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The snow silvers the hills like new
clothing. A family lives within its solitude, finding comfort and
fulfillment from its own labor. Keeping a deaf ear to gossip takes
them half way to immortality. poem by Joseph Yang, translated by Belle
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In the Collection of Linda and Walter McCarthy 14" x 20" |
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